“We sometimes feel that the reason we are unhappy is that someone we love is in trouble. We need to remember that at the moment our love for others is almost invariably mixed with attachment, which is a self-centered mind. The love parents generally feel for their children, for example, is deep and genuine, but it is not always pure love. Mixed with it are feelings such as the need to feel loved and appreciated in return, the belief that their children are somehow part of them, a desire to impress other people through their children, and the hope that their children will in some way fulfill their parents’ ambitions and dreams. It is sometimes very difficult to distinguish between our love and our attachment for others, but, when we are able to do so, we will see that it is invariably the attachment that is the cause of our suffering. Pure unconditional love never causes any pain or worry but only peace and joy.”
“The tragedy of an attachment is that if its object is not attained it causes unhappiness. But if it is attained, it does not cause happiness—it merely causes a flash of pleasure followed by weariness, and it is always accompanied, of course, by the anxiety that you may lose the object of your attachment.”
Try not to confuse “attachment” with “love ” . Attachment is about fear and dependency , and has more to do with love of self than love of other. Love without attachment is the purest love because isn’t about what others can give you because you’re empty. It is about what you can give others because you’re already full
Hehehe I found a status here in Tumblr about the “telling her what you feel. Cause it’s the fvcking sign you are waiting for”. Anyways. I was browsing my News Feed when He said he’ll be back after a while. And I said, “Alright then.”. But in just a minute, he made a confession. He said that I already have a guess on what he’s talking about. I didn’t have any! And then he finally said that He was so attached to me. *emotions overflow* I told him we were on the same phase. That I’m also attached to him. and he sent an emoticon with hearts. How cute is that?. Hahaha <3
“'Am I crazy?' she asked. 'I feel like I am sometimes.'
‘Maybe,’ he said, rubbing her forehead. ‘But don’t worry about it. You need to be a little bit crazy. Crazy is the price you pay for having an imagination. It’s your superpower. Tapping into the dream. It’s a good thing, not a bad thing.’”