Stress: A many splendored thing.
Monday, July 23rd, 2007I have come to learn that love (that is, infatuation or lust) and stress are physiological twins. Let’s examine some of the similarities:
- Racing heart
- Loss of appetite
- Giddy fatigue
- Distracted thoughts/inability to focus on a single task
- Emotions run high
- Insecurities emerge in force
- If you don’t end up in bed you REALLY WANT TO.
I qualify the term “love” here because I have learned, after more than 6 years of marriage and 29 years of other close relationships, that real love is entirely different from that kind of sweaty-palmed feeling you get when you see Johnny Depp dressed up like Captain Jack Sparrow. Or the initial stages of dating, when all you do is lie for 3-6 months so your prospective life mate won’t see who you really are and run screaming.
Love is hard. Love is dying to yourself. Love is submitting to each other. Love is not a doormat, but neither is it domineering. Love is the most wonderful and most painful thing we do. Read I Corinthians. It sums it up nicely.
“So tweh-zha your wuv….”
“Skip to the end!”
“Have you tha wing?”
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