Saturday, June 20, 2020

Unfortunately, romantic love is just imagination

Let me begin by telling you that I don't mean to write a depressing post and make your life more miserable than it is. Everyone is okay to have their own opinion, including myself.

I am not trying to force you to believe what I do, I am just having fun, killing the boredom of the isolation. Today, I am writing about romantic love between two people.

I don’t believe in romantic love

Listen, if you in love with someone, good for you. I am happy for you and your chosen one. But, I know there is not such thing and that you're just fooling around with the idea that you are in love.

I’m a pretty open person, so here on my blog I share many details about my life, maybe too many, but I don't care. In the last 7 years since I'm divorced, I’ve done pretty much of dating. I broke the women's heart and I had my heart broken.

At present, I'm on site, somehow I'm tired of swiping left or right so I avoid Tinder and Bumble. In this 7 years I had 24 relationships with women I met on The most of those relationship were just one night stands and nothing more.

Going backwards to my past, to those days, I really wanted to be unforgettable. I wanted to be a boyfriend, not just one night stand. I wanted someone who will truly love me. I wanted to have memories of travels and passion. I wanted laughter... well I wanted love. But to be quite honest, scratch all this, the truth is, I really did not know what I wanted!

So unwilling to settle, I was searching for the "real" thing, tired of occasional sex, I wanted something that last. So it happened, I thought, so I had a relationship. It lasted three and a half years. It died quietly, unnoticeably, it just faded away. I realized, that relationship was not love at all.

I like watching romantic comedies, you know, they get together, they have a wonderful time, then they breakup and they are going all sad about their life and then they meet again... and they live happily ever after. I like those movies.

The fact is, I'm a romantic. I use to believe in love. I loved my ex wife the most, with all my heart, I cried from happiness on our wedding day, and now, now I hate her. How pathetic is that?!

All the years I was married I have actually loved some imaginary picture I had in my head about her. I finally see that there was no "love" at all, just imagination.

I believe in strong sexual affection. I believe in infatuation, the surges of oxytocin. I believe that you can really care about someone having extremely tender feelings, but there is no such thing as "love". Do not mention "soulmate". I want to puke when I hear that ... "soulmate"?

After carefully analyzing my experiences and experiences of my divorced friends and observing married couples around me, I would be very naive to believe that true love is something real.

Love is a beautiful as a concept, but unfortunately, it is just imagination. Cheers.