Okay so this is blog number 7, but there are only 6 blogs. One was shitty (even when compared to the other uninteresting blogs I have written) so it has been removed.
Is anyone ever completely and utterly happy?
There are things in this world that we want. And there are things in this world that we need.
We need something, we get it, our need is satisfied.
When we want something, we try our hardest to get it. If it is unattainable, we crave it even more. We feel like we need it. When, eventually, we finally give up in the hope of acquiring whatever it is, it is always still there in the back of our mind. We wonder what life would be like if we just had a little more of this, a little less of that, or that one thing that could have possibly changed our whole life.
This is human nature.
On the other hand, if we want something and we do get it, the initial happiness is great but it diminishes in time. We thought that we needed it, that it would complete us, but in actual fact, you are still quite the same as you were before you had it. You never really needed it. It satisfies a longing that you had at one specific moment in time and that moment is among a billion other moments in your life and it can easily be lost or forgotten. The time passes, you want something new.
This is the tale of material possessions.
I want.
I got.
I’m bored.
I want something else.
Replaces old item with new.
Can the same be said for relationships?
Is it possible for two people to meet, fall in love and live happily ever after?
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not naive. But in a world of domestic violence, teen pregnancy, rape, abortions, divorce, affairs and God knows what else, it’s hard to picture a happy ending for anyone. Sometimes I used to wish that life was like a fairy tale and that I would find a boy, fall in love and we would live happily ever after. Part one is easy, part two achievable, it’s part three I have trouble believing in. Happily ever after..Does it exist? Who knows.
Relationships are difficult. No one agrees on everything. People can change right in front of your eyes. But is there a part of you that always remains? The part that the other person fell in love with. And is that part always visible to them?
I fear relationships. I don’t have commitment issues or anything, it’s not that kind of fear. It’s always been the fear of losing someone that’s kept me worrying. If you fall in love and suddenly that person means the world to you, you do everything together and they make you happy everyday. Then they get bored, or distracted, or realise they made a mistake, or just stop loving you. And all of a sudden it’s over. You’re heartbroken. You forget that you were able to live perfectly fine without this person. Suddenly it’s all over and you don’t know what happened. What do you do then? Forget about them? Forget that for a brief moment in time, that person was you’re world and now that world is crashing down around you.
I wouldn’t know what to do. It has yet to happen. The end of things is so uncertain, every ending has a new beginning but the uncertainty of the nature of that new beginning is a scary thing to comprehend. If only it was as easy as finishing a book and picking up a new one.
Until the next time,
Kerbear xXx
