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3) There’s always a risk she’ll cheat. Yes, if she sees you as the undisputed Alpha heavy weight champion, there’s little chance of real emotional cheating. But could she get drunk at a party, suffer from a split second of sexual attraction, and end up hooking up with a guy? Could her subconsciously driven crack-headed need for drama, that impulsive desire for that oh-so-wondrous chemical rush, make her do something she’ll regret later? Yes.
So what’s the answer? Nothing. There is no solution to these, there is only the hope of coming to peace with them. You’re in a relationship and your girlfriend suddenly brings up some shit that happened 3 ½ years ago? Don’t freak out. She says some completely illogical shit that makes less sense than a single penny? It’s ok. Embrace it. Let go.
It’s been 5 years in your relationship and you find yourself getting more over protective because you’re afraid she might throw everything away? Let go. It’s not going to help.
Life is a risk, love is a risk. There is no security. As long as you struggle for it, you will remain struggling for it. Entropy is the way of the universe. It is futile; the moment you STOP seeking utopia is the moment you arrive in it.
Let. Fucking. Go.
This is one of the most blunt truths I've read in a while.
And it's true. Life is a risk and love is life's greatest risk.
Love basically means giving someone your red button.The power to 'destroy' you, but trusting they wont ever use it.
Ironic part is that with high risk comes high reward. But you never get your reward with love...because the risk never ends.