December 5, 2009
I have been thinking lately about the fragility of love and relationships. Everywhere I turn, I find someone I know ending a relationship that they were committed to a few years or even a few months ago. There has to be a better balance between being self-happy and making compromises in a relationship. While I agree that people should end relationships that are truly unhappy or unsafe, it feels like the scale is tipped in a very unhealthy way right now where the definition of unhappy or unfulfilled seems trivial.
In the end, only a person can know the truth about herself or himself and their particular situation. Lying to oneself in the long term may be accomplished by some, but typically not without the cost of physical or mental ailments.
And even more interestingly, I see how a few misinterpreted words can sow doubt in an otherwise stable and trusting relationship. It seems that love can sometimes be taken for granted, but must be nurtured like any other part of our life. Stable only if the participants are I think.