Of cabages and kings

Today I stumbled upon the most interesting quote.

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” ~Neil Gaimen

Interesting because I have felt this way, and was unable to put into words such visceral emotions. Love as I have often stated before, is complete and utter insanity. I see it every day, people living as though they were in fog. Blind really, to the reality of their situation. Turning a blind eye towards an unfaithful partner, putting up with abuse (both physical and verbal), and sacrificing their own happiness for the sake of their partner. I have been part of this group. Always looking for the good in a person, trying to change someone into somebody they are not. Living in the future, hoping that someday things will be different. Feeling the pain and disappointment when you finally realize that what you loved was always an illusion. Oh yes, I have felt this anger towards the vulnerability that results when you "let someone in" and believe in them. Currently, I am ambivalent towards love. Having love is great, but I believe that I would be okay without it.