This thing called love

This thing called love

Do you ever just get fed up with hearing about love? I know you hopeless romantics probably can’t get enough of it- and more power to you, but I would like just a little break from the topic. If you’re like me- if you’ve been in these shoes, you know that the time when you were a romantic was utterly blissful. Yet, eventually that loved turned to hurt and then maybe even hate? You become bitter and decided it was no longer for you. Well the one thing that bothers me about society is the view they have on love.

Society thinks that the norm is to be in love, get married and have children. Anyone who ‘deviates’ from this norm is considered a ‘divient’ of society. I honestly don’t think that’s fair to the people who had love, experience it from every angle and decided that it just wasn’t for them. We now stick up like sore thumbs and every time you turn around there is a new love song, or book, or movie being released about love. Most of these stories have happy endings and make it look like a walk in the park. But, I think we all know, it is not a walk in the park 100 perfect of the time.

If I’m a deviant from society because I want to raise my children alone, make my own decision and take care of myself, then that’s fine. Why? Because I’m happy. Truly, from the bottom of my heart, happy. If love does come along one day, I’m not going to shut my door to it. I’ll welcome it slowly, but I’m certainly not going to hold my breath and sitting around hoping for this thing called love.