Whenever I hear folks talking about their marriage or relationship as a thing of good times and bad, or a challenge….I think to myself, why would anybody subject themselves to such a situation? I mean, what’s the point? Just to be able to say that you’ve been together forever? To me, if people aren’t absolutely happy in their relationship there is no reason to be together. And I totally get why people do it, there’s just no way I would. I don’t want to be unhappy. I don’t want to be with anybody who feels like a challenge to me, no matter who it is. Forget about living with them, and acting like we’re in love. I don’t know why anybody would do that to themselves, unless they enjoy pain. I don’t admire it at all. Some people say that it’s for the family, but how fake is that? if you are miserable? If two people are not blissfully matched and happy together, is it not truer to oneself to simply part ways and continue to be loving towards the other from a distance, rather than to not part, and hide your emotional disdain to your partner? What is, after all, the whole point of being in a love relationship?
For me, it is to be happy. Yes, all the time. I don’t want to be unhappy, ever. That’s right. I can do that all by myself. In fact, I know from past experience that I can even be good at it. But I do not prefer it. So if my beloved needs to make me unhappy for any reason whatsoever, then we are obviously not a good recipe for happiness. And it isn’t a problem. And that’s what it would mean to me. That’s why I always get confused when people talk about the challenges they have with their beloveds, and how they have to accept the good with the bad; says who? Who said that? Why do people sell them selves so short? I don’t accept the bad. If people want to be bad, they will have to do it elsewhere. I’m not interested, least of all from the woman who claims to love me. Do you see? Because I know how love looks. I’ve been loved by enough people so it is not a foreign thing. I cannot be fooled. So why would I accept less? If a person is not able to comfortably love me all the time, without creating challenges for my life, then why would I devote my life to them? Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t a beloved supposed to make one’s life lovelier? dwp