Every group based on religion, philosophy, community, educational systems - society - maintains that love is the greatest gift of all.
It is heard so often and talked about so openly that we believe we love and is loved. Sure, we love the brothers and sisters of the church. Sure we love our friends. Sure, we love our neighbors. And we love animals. Not to mention the family. Oh, yeah, and we love people from other countries too.
Until? My opinion is that we are under the illusion into believing we are capable of loving, for if this truly exists, the people of the world would not be as selfish, unforgiving, judging, greedy, or jealous. Why would immigration even be a problem? Why would we have to find Mr. Right or Mrs. Right? Why would we have to worry if our spouses are going to love us forever or not? And why do some people not love their spouses forever? Why is it so changeable?
But we sure love ourselves… What happens when you hear someone vow her/his love for you? Say things like you're the only one. If I don't have you, my life would be miserable forever. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. I would give you the world. … Yeah, you believe. You believe for no reason. You believe without a doubt.
Until you show your reality and she/he actually has to do some work, or feel some feelings, or do something for you. Friction, hurt, dirty looks, payback, rejection, resentment, and selfishness kick in. Why do we feel this way? Not getting what we want? Ah, the selfish self. We cannot even love ourselves.
We are not perfect. We are just not created that way. Maybe the curse for Eve was that we will never be able to love in the truest sense. But we fool ourselves into believing that we really try. We have accepted that we can. Only, it usually causes havoc since we are trying to do what we really cannot do. For what does loving someone really mean?
I am sure struggling to know amongst other things. How can we love others, if we cannot love ourselves?
