Posts Tagged ‘love’

Let’s discuss Love and Betrayal!

What does a loyal mate look like, act like?




Do words convince you, promises, or certain actions that you are love?

How do you know when you love someone?

Does loving someone mean we trust them intimately?

Do you think about betrayal, evaluate how much you trust?


What happens to love when he/she betrays you?


Is that love gone now, is it damaged, wounded, or what is the status?

Do you ever trust again?

How much fear surrounds your love, the thought of love?

How do we evaluate our next mate?

Will we trust them unconditionally?

Is it an equation of risk, love versus the chance of betrayal?

How rare is real love?

Why are the divorce rates so high?

How many times has marriage or love failed in your life?

It is a battlefield.


PTSD: Love is a thing of depth.


From “Forgive What you can not forget”

“Love is a thing of depth.

When forced to stay on the surface, it flounders about like a fish out of water.

A fish can’t live on the surface, because it can’t breathe. It breathes oxygen but not from the surface air.

Fish pull water through their gills, which dissolve the oxygen from the water and dispense it into their bodies.

If they don’t get below the surface, they will be starved of what gives them life.

Love is a bit like that.

Love needs depth to live.

Love needs honesty to grow.

Love needs trust to survive.

My two cents: What do abused kids know about love?

Love was no part of my childhood experience, violence, abuse and turmoil filled my youth.

Now I see my father never forgave, never felt remorse, I did not understand how a narcissist thought or behaved.

I have no idea what love is or how to forgive.

Awareness of our flaws always starts the process of change.



True Love from Bite Sized Happiness



A little girl was suffering from a serious disease.

Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 7 year-old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had the antibodies to combat the illness.

The doctor explained the situation to her little brother and asked him if he’d be willing to give his blood to his sister.

He hesitated for only a moment, took a deep breath and said, “Yes, I’ll do it if it will save her.”

As the transfusion progressed, lying next to his sister, he smiled as he saw the color returning to her cheeks.

Then his face grew pale and his smile faded.

He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, “

Will I start to die right away?”

True love.



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