I hate Psych. Chick stuff.

Ignorance is bliss. So many things I learn in AP Psychology that I could easily live without. Here's one that made me reconsider my view on relationships.

So according to the book, there are two kinds of love. Passionate love, and compassionate love. Passionate love is that one feeling you feel when you just get in a relationship. A near-obsession with the person. A deep connection, leading to passion. Obviously the type that inevitably leads to sexy time. Oh yahh.

The second (compassionate) type is the connection you feel with those who are dear to you and who share your life. Like your family, and intimate friends.

What made me re-read the passage was the fact that the book stated that compassionate love only lasts for a while. It is not permanent.

Book essentially said: entering a relationship (passionate love) will eventually die down into compassionate love.

That makes me sad. So everyone who gets married is pretty much screwed for a life of mediocrity after that period wears off? Then what is the point in even seeing anyone?

What I think is that the connection that is built in that period of time is what keeps a couple together. While you two are still in that "honeymoon stage," such information is shared and such a connection is built up that it cannot even compare to the love you feel towards your friends. Wouldn't it make sense to spend the rest of your life with someone you love and respect and know the most? Unless it's your cat, of course. But the cat comes along. We are a package deal.
No, but yeah. Them bears.

More sad stuff.
I read some random statistic that said that during marriage (not while they are still technically single), 70% of men and 60% of women cheat. And that is when they are married. Before that, I expect the numbers to be even higher. That is depressing. What is the point in committing yourself to one person if you will end up fucking someone else? And what dumbshits people are to think that they would not get caught. That must be so demeaning. Finding out that the person you love the most in the world would rather be intimate with someone else.

I would forgive everything. The two things that would never be forgiven (and is an automatic gtfo of a relationship) is cheating. And possibly killing someone. But cheating I cannot forgive.

I was talking with one of my really smart friends from Michigan. He said that he would rather have his girlfriend break up with him a minute before she cheats than have to find out that she cheated on him while they were together. I agree with that.

Man, this is depressing. I'm going to write about something else.

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