Wednesday, April 12, 2006

This Was No Accident

Love isn't an accident. Love doesn't just happen. Love doesn't work itself out. Love takes work. Love takes time. Love takes a conscientous effort. I absolutely hate it when someone says, "You can't help who you love," or even worse, "You can't control feelings." That's bullshit. A cop out people use when they realize they've fallen in love with the wrong person. I've made falling for the wrong person into an artform. No one says, "I knew better," more than I do. But never in all of my knowing better have I claimed that I just wound up head over heels one day, the result of a freak accident that occured while I slept. I can honestly say I never intended to fall, but it would be a lie if I said I didn't fall on purpose.
Don't get me wrong. I know that love can't be controlled, made to conform to what we want it to be. My heart has kept right on loving long after my head has told it to stop on more than a few occassions. But control was lost only after the decision was made to relinquish it. When I first started dealing with the Idiot, I remember the exact day I knew my feelings were involved. I remember sitting with Chesty LaRue in a restaurant in midtown Manhattan and realizing, "oh shit, I like this guy." I knew that there was about a snowball's chance in hell that it would work. But I chose to keep seeing him. I chose to indulge the way I felt. And when it blew up in my face, I wholeheartedly blamed him (righfully so) for being an asshole, but I never once blamed him for making me care for him in the first place. I did that all on my own.
Before you can fall in love, you have to have the "A-ha" moment. That moment where you realize "I might like this person." At that moment, you have a choice. You're standing at the edge of big a cliff, and you can either back away from it and stay on solid ground, or you can fling yourself off that precipice and pray to God that person catches you. Once you jump, there is no turning back, you're in a free fall where your emotions, happiness, and potential hearthache is in the hands of another person. But before the fall, there's always a choice to love or not. To keep going or turn around. Most times people barrell right over the edge head first, not giving it the least bit of consideration. It can make falling in love feel like something that just happened. But it didn't. There was a choice made, to not think and just feel. Sometimes that choice works, but more often than not it comes back to bite you on the ass. My cheeks are littered with teeth marks.
Some might say that when the "A-ha" happens that you have to follow your heart. Well, if your heart is anything like mine, it gets it wrong a whole lot more than it gets it right. Right now my heart is telling me to order a Pizza Hut Pan Pizza with extra cheese. I doubt my waist wants me to listen. Sometimes what we want isn't always good for us. That's why we need our heads to tell our hearts "no," before it's too late. Before our heart rules everything we do and we're trapped by all of its mistakes.
Yes, it sounds romantic to think that someone can't help but love me, crave me, need me. It's a rush to think that someone can't not love me. But when I really think about it, I don't want that. I don't want anyone to love me even when they don't want to. I want someone to put their heart in my hands, not just fling it in my direction. I want someone to say, "I'm choosing to love you."

9 comments:

~Deb said...

Excellent point! I always try to explain this to my friends about ‘choosing to love’. Love isn’t just a feeling; it’s a choice. I totally agree with you on this. And there is that moment of “Ah ha!” … There is that chance you can just walk away from that feeling—or go with it—take a chance and “choose” to love that person.

It’s even more flattering when you hear that you’ve been ‘chosen’ so to speak, to be loved.

Great post!

Leah said...

Another winner.

I think people don't like to acknowledge there's a choice because that means they should be held responsible for their actions. As long as something "just happens," people get to play the victim and never be accountable when they make mistakes. I, for one, would rather be responsible and in control because that means I can choose not to make the same mistakes over and over. If only it were that easy, huh?

Alicia said...

I'm too fragile to make that 'choice' again. When it blows up in your face, it just hurts too much. Then you are left with putting your life back together and trying get over IT.

Relationships suck....who needs 'em? But don't worry Liz, we have each other.

With Sprinkles said...

I know what you mean. I once landed on the jagged rocks at the bottom of the cliff. I hit a few branches on the way down, was pooped on by a condor and helplessly slid into the icy water below.

Then that crazy guy from Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom showed up and ripped out my still beating heart. Or, was that my ex-girlfriend? I’m not sure, they both share the same maniacal laugh.

But, it looks like I’m floating towards a nice little tropical island where I can relax, soak in some rays, eat some fresh fruit and look for the next cliff.

Buffy said...

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chesty larue aka rebelioness said...

Hmmm...I don't know. Technically speaking, yes, we make the decision to continue down that path that may or may not lead to love, but I don't agree that the heart is truly blind, that it's all up to the logical mind to protect the heart from doom. I don't think the heart can be fooled so easily. How many times do we go along with something with that same feeling of "let's see where this leads" and NOT fall in love? How about that great guy/gal that we really WISH we could love because s/he has all the great qualities we desire and we genuinely like them but can't seem to cross that river to Love land? And who's to say that "feeling" we get that we shouldn't go there isn't our heart itself warning us and not our mind at all?

You said you knew the exact day your feelings were involved with the Idiot. But were those initial feelings premeditated? Sure you had the opportunity thereafter to never speak to him again, but something intrigued you to keep going, and maybe that something was just as strong as your intuition that it probably wouldn't work, but few people in this world will leave a "what-if" to stand. When we look to delegate fault, then we have to designate a victim. Hey...c'est la vie, but in this life we must and will take risks, even stupid ones! I think it's great that the heart and mind are so resilient that we can shake the dust off our feet, wipe the tears from our eyes and be willing to try again.

Lynn said...

I kind of disagree. I think it hits you and you just go with it. Or maybe I like to think that way because it gives me hope?

Clem said...

I think you make the choice after you fall out of love with someone.

Rebelioness said...

LoL @ Clem