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Toxic Love


Have you ever crashed from a high?  The high doesn't necessarily have to be drugs, but it could be the completion of an important project barely missing the deadline.  It can be a fireman rescuing a family, or finishing your first marathon.  Whatever it was that exhilarated you, can also come to a screeching halt...like love.  Sometimes, I get certain songs stuck in my head for a day or even a week.  Whenever the song begins to fizzle out, its purpose becomes known.  Apparently, Rihanna's We Found Love, has been the pick of the week.

I was at full capacity of love for about a month or so, and it felt like a year.
Everyday was a blast.
Everyday was filled with music.
Everyday was filled with food, friends, and lifelong memories.
Everyday, I was drunk.

There were some sober days, but not so much.  During that time, I was careless, carefree, and happy.  It was definitely toxic love, and I took longer to get over it, than the length of time I was in it. Never had I immersed myself in something like that before, and I have yet to experience it again...in a responsible way.  For a while, I had nostalgia for that place in life that I half way experienced, and I wouldn't go back to change anything.
 
After watching Rihanna's video, I was amazed at the portrayal of toxic love. Can it even be called love?  Great question, and I would like to think so.  Love is not taught to all the same way.  Some people think they are loving someone, but their actions may not mirror the emotion.  During one of Oprah's Lifeclass, she stated that, "Love doesn't hurt", and I agree that abusive love shouldn't.  However, some people are the product of others that have not been "properly" loved, and they perceive love from what they know (there is no excuse for abuse...just providing the other side's view).  Love hurts when your heart is broken, and it can hurt when not properly given, and it can be painful when you've realized that it was overlooked.

I love to love...be in love...and love everyone.  Being in hopeless love, or any love is a learning experience.  Not only will you understand what's real, and what's appropriate for you at certain stages of your life, but it provides a varied perspective of possibilities.  In fact, reevaluate your love stories.  Have they or you evolved?
   

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