They made us believe that real love, the one that’s strong, only happens once, more likely before your thirties. They never told us that love is not something that you can put in motion; neither has a time schedule.
They made us believe that each one of us is half of an orange, and that life only makes sense when you find that other half. They did not tell us that we were born as whole, and that no-one in our lives deserves to carry on his back such responsibility of completing what is missing on us: we grow through life by ourselves. If we have good company it’s just more pleasant.
They made us believe in a formula “two in one”: two people sharing the same line of thinking, same ideas, and that it is what works. It’s never been told that it has another name: invalidation, and that only two individuals with their own personality is how you can have a healthy relationship. It has been made to believe that marriage is an obliged institution and that fantasies out of hour should be repressed.
They made us believe that the thin and beautiful are the ones who are more loved, that the ones that have little sex are boring, and the ones who have a lot of it are not trustworthy, and that will always have a old shoes to a crooked foot; what they forgot to tell us is that there are more crooked minds than feet.
They made us believe that there’s one way formula to be happy, the same one to everybody, and the ones that escape from that are condemned to be delinquents. We have never been told that those formulas go wrong, they get people frustrated, they are alienating, and that we can try other alternatives. Oh! Also they did not tell us that no one will tell those things to us. Each and everyone of us will have to learn by ourselves.
And, when we get to the point that you are in love with yourself first, that’s when you can fall in love with somebody.
We live in a world where we hide to make love … although violence is practiced in broad daylight.