Sunday, August 12, 2012
Broken Hearts Are Made Of Stone
They say broken hearts are made of stone, and there may be something to this old adage. I want to delve into this a bit, but I also want to engage with whoever might want to discuss heartbreak and how we grow numb to it over time.
In fact, this is going to be a unique blog post for me because I actually have a couple questions that I would be happy to have someone out there respond to.
1) How many people out there believe that it is possible to truly trust another human being implicitly? If so, for what length of time?
If you believe that it is possible, have you experienced a relationship where your trust was actually warranted?
If you don't really believe it is possible, but keep putting yourself out there in vain hope that it might manifest... why?
2) How many times do you think you have to have your heart broken before you either A) become immune to heartbreak, or B) give up on people?
I realize that this post probably sounds über melancholic. Maudlin even. But trust me, that is not where this is coming from. 😎
My experience is that each failed relationship gets easier than the last. And if the pattern holds up, it seems that at some point it may actually be possible to have one without expectation and be able to move on from it amicably and happily without feeling betrayed or even disappointed.
Does anyone else feel this way? Is this simply a case of broken hearts being made of stone? It doesn't seem that way to me.
If anything, it seems that the heart becomes more sensitive and aware while simultaneously becoming wiser. It is as if the idealistic fantasies of youth fall away and you can actually see other people for what they are... beautiful, confused animals that tend to make promises that they can never actually keep.
Both to themselves and to others.
At some point we can actually learn to stop projecting our desires and fantasies onto what is actually a much more nuanced and complex jungle of human interaction... I can already mostly recognize when I am doing it, and stop myself. Perhaps at some point I simply won't do it anymore at all.
What about the ideal of love? What about romance? This all sounds kind of cerebral.
Idealism and romantic yearnings might be inspirational, but the question is... are these things folly?
Is it worth it to play a game you know full well will probably end badly... with tons of verifiable statistics to back you up? I mean most marriages end in divorce. What does that say about relationships? Most people probably dated a good number of people before they even tried to get married. After all, one only gets married to people they have successfully been dating for X amount of time. The failure rate for boyfriend/girlfriend situations is probably astronomical.
Passion actually means suffering... look it up if you don't believe me. Here, I will do it for you. All you have to do is click THIS link.
Anyway, I don't really feel like waxing philosophic with a barrage of further verbiage right now. What I would like is for some of you to tell me what YOU think. I have set up the comments so you can post anonymously. You don't have to sign up or give an email... nothing. Just go down below this post and comment.
Feel free to tear into my seemingly nihilistic diatribe. Argue with me. Go ahead.
You know you want to.
If this is all a bit too touchy-feely for you, let me know that. I will surely go back to more cosmic and uplifting subject matter the next time I decide to throw something up here. If you have been reading this blog, you will know that I tend towards more abstract and big-picture kinds of stuff.
So. Comment away. Let me have it.