Detachment

The human person is woven with threads of flaws. But, flawed as we are, the one thing we do possess is the great capacity to love. It is this capacity, that when requited, brings us indescribable joy that those who have felt it can say nothing but, “You’ll have to see for yourself to understand.” But as there is a tail to every head of a coin, love has proven to bring as much pain and sorrow as it does joy. Every relationship is a gamble. I’m not speaking only of romances, but in any relationship where you allow yourself to be vulnerable. Relationships wherein you allow people to be close enough to hurt you, but trust them enough not to. When you take that chance, you raise the stakes. And if lady luck is on your side, you emerge victorious. You emerge happy. But what if you lose the gamble, and you break your heart instead? It drives people insane enough never to want to do with anything of that sort again. They hide inside themselves for it’s no small feat to allow yourself to wear your heart on your sleeve, and when it is crushed, you’ve not choice but to hide. And you can’t blame them.

Detachment is easily more convenient than having a muck of personal relationships tying you down. The closer you are to someone, the more accountable you become for everything that person does. The closer you are to someone, the easier it is for them to hurt you. If that’s the case, why do we thrive on human contact? Why are we so afraid of being alone? Detachment, although lonely, is clearly the safer alternative. We do it because the pro's far outweigh con's. In your life, people will hurt you. People will walk out of your life. But the people who stay, the love they give you is more than enough to fill the holes that those who’ve hurt you have left behind. If someone thought you weren’t worth it, the people who stayed think you are. And you owe them as much.

To the people who have never given up on me, this one’s for you :)

-jejecola-