Most people find great love in their lives at one point or another but the vast majority of them end up with someone other than with that person they had so passionately connected with. Why is that?
A friend sent me a song a couple of days ago and had some thoughts about lost love which she shared with me — and that’s left me thinking about why this common pattern happens. I still don’t really feel like writing, so pull up a chair and just let me talk with you about what’s on my mind — about why most of us give up what does matter in order to keep projecting an image which doesn’t really matter.

Now that his threat is truly gone, I realize my father hated himself
Lesson from U2: Rejection doesn’t necessarily mean it’s time to give up
How can a child process seeing his mother trying to stab father?
Not satire this time: In New Zealand, one model cries discrimination
Why are so many of us afraid of the love and happiness we want?
When does healthy love become nothing but unhealthy obsession?