The Fluidity of Love

The Fluidity of Love

I am struck by how easily some people change their love, as if it were merely clothing to be exchanged. This fluidity in shifting from one partner to another reveals much about human nature. When we commit to another, we begin a journey of discovery—not just of them, but of ourselves. However, in this intimate mirror, we often avoid the truths it unveils, choosing instead to acknowledge only what is convenient and transient.

The pretext for our shifting affections lies in the annoyances that arise, the passion that once burned bright now dulled by the complexities of life. We seek companions who invite us out into the world, but never into the depths of our souls. The other becomes a replaceable figure, a means to escape into superficial pleasures, avoiding the profound truths that lie beneath the surface.

We grow weary of what demands too much of us, particularly this elusive honesty. To embrace it requires courage that transcends the roles we play, a willingness to be vulnerable, to be real. Yet, we often find that this virtue, this honesty, clashes with the imperfections of the other. We are reluctant to face the discomfort that comes with true connection, preferring instead the safety of our illusions.

In replacing the other, we are, in truth, dismissing parts of ourselves. We forgo the opportunity to grow, to climb another step in our own existence. It is a delicate dance, this interplay of love and self-discovery, one that requires us to confront our fears and embrace the fullness of our humanity.

? Beatriz Esmer

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