Love is the greatest obstacle to being reborn. In love, one stakes claim to another human being, incorporating that person into his or her own self image. Lovers not only find it hard to imagine existing without the other, they become a third entity - the couple. This is why love feels so liberating when it blossoms.
But yet is there not in every coupling also a slow death of each individual, a disappearance of the man and the woman into one another? Is this what people mean when they say "loving someone to death?"
I love you to death
Is being a couple truly more worthy of survival than the two individuals.
Yet when you lose the other person who is apart of you that slow death steps in like necrosis taking each and every part of that person you have taken into your own self.
You can love someone to death.
Love is stronger than death.
Yet losing that love may not bring physical death, but the dying inside and loss of that person and part of oneself seems sometimes just as potentially fatal as the physical.
Thats loving someone to death relationship wise.
Then there is the question of family with closeness to parents.
A child is born to parents. That child is their son or daughter, and their life stories unfold her own, mingling with it, so that each the plot of each is partly dependent on the others.
They change her diapers, hold her hand and she goes to school the very first day. They worry endlessly with her and about her for decades, celebrate her victories, suffer her defeats, cry when she cries, and are there through all the times of need. Is it fair that the child pulls the thread of her identity loose from the pattern of family life to find oneself within the chance of possibly of loosing them. Of course that someday will come and we all will be gone, but what if that un-circumstantial event of loss comes sooner than you think? It all goes back to that loving someone to death. True love is loving someone to death. As much as it hurts, that person is inside you, but my question is if we have our own identity yet the threads of family pattern make you who you are, and the ones you let into your life to love and become one with -couples- what happens when everything you love dies before you? Leaves before you? You already have these pieces of them inside you, your self image, do you simply leave with them, die with them, and lose the majority of yourself with them. What happens when you have only yourself left to love, do you love yourself to death as well? Either way in some shape or form we die a numbered amounts of deaths inside before we reach are final resting true death. True love prepares us with emotional death so when it's are time to die physically we have already endured so much that with just enough love left for ourselves inside, we can die alone. I don't know anymore I know I am terribly confused about love and the feelings of loss more than I know what to do with. I am overwhelmed. I am exhausted.
