"A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty." - Winston Churchil

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Hate-Love #14: Feelings

I'm sorry that I couldn't post yesterday, my boss is in town, so I don't have as much spare time to blog this week :(...but here's a new one!

I hate...

Feelings. Do you ever wish you could be a robot or a cyborg with no feelings? I do! When I think of how much easier dating, dealing with that bitchy co-worker, and arguing with family members could be without feelings, I can't help but wish to be the tin man rather than my own emotional self. Without emotions there are no tears and no heartbreak: if your date doesn't call you or your boyfriend (or girlfriend) says something nasty, there is no feeling of immense regret. Without feelings, break-ups are a cinch, the day your dog dies isn't the worst day of your life, saying goodbye doesn't make your heart hurt, and being stood up is just an opportunity to eat dinner by your wonderful self instead of going home and eating your weight in ice cream. When your parent doesn't come to your graduation, and it rains on your wedding day, you won't be sad, why? Because you have no feelings! Works for me. I have actually tried to feel less, be less sensitive, hold it all in, but to be honest I am epically terrible at it. I cry when I'm sad and jump for joy when I'm happy. I just can't help it, I'm a feeler.

however, without feelings there would be no L-O-V-E, love. and

I love...

LOVE. Being in love is one of the most heartbreakingly, soul quakingly, mind bendinly fabulous things I have ever felt. I just can't live without out it. Love breaks you down and builds you right back up. Love is a hairy roller-coaster that dips, twists, and speeds it's way through your body every moment of every day. Love makes all those other sucky emotions worth it. Love is being greeted by my absurdly adorable pitbull, Buju, every time I walk in the door, love is when my mother hugs me after a horrible day and tells me everything is going to be ok, and love is when my boyfriend walks me to my car because he knows I'm afraid of the dark, even though I don't like to admit it. Try as I might to live without these things, try as I may to will myself to be a paragon of calm and emotionlessnes, I cannot. I cannot live without love, as much as it may hurt sometimes to keep searching for it.

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