"Impending doom, free falling with no parachutte, a sense of panic, anorexia and sleeplessness are all signs of anxiety," Prof. Coral Andino told the class.
It has been years since I took my pschiatric nursing class, but i still remember the lessons. It is amazing how the human body responds to psychological stress.
"I love you." she says to you, and your heart begins to beat faster, your blood pressure is elevated, and you feel lightheaded. Falling in love is almost like jumping off a building into a safety net.
"Is it safe to jump?" you ask her, your heart pounding.
"Yes, don't worry, everything will be okay." she tells you.
"I am scared." you cling to the edge of the building. "I like to have my feet firm on the ground because falling doesn't make sense to me."
"It will be fun" she says and holds your hand, "I will jump with you."
"So we will do this together?" your hand shakes in hers.
"Yes, trust me." she looks you in the eyes. "on the count of three."
"Alright, I am ready." you stare back in her eyes.
"1,2...."
"WAIT!!" you say with tears in your eyes, "how do I know that the safety net won't rip or be pulled from underneath us?"
"You don't know that," she kisses your lips, "you have to trust me."
"I have been hurt before," you say wondering if that juice is even worth the squeeze.
"Trust me." she says and you both jump off into the unknown.
Landing in bed months or years later. Waking up next to the one with whom you gave your heart and soul to. A beautiful ending, perfect bliss, everything you have ever wanted. No regrets.
Or to the broken hearted:
You start seeing falling in love as a moment of temporary insanity. For how could you really trust someone with something as valuable as your heart, the center of yourself? You replay moments in your head. NEXT TIME you will be ready.
"I love you," she says to you and leads you to the edge.
"You are insane," you should have said.
"Trust me, I won't let you get hurt." she says and grabs your hand.
"That is what the last one told me, before I plummited to the ground." you say with anger in your voice.
She walks away from you,
'thankgod, i am so glad i won't go through that again' you think years later, while you feed your five cats in nothing but a bath robe.
"At least I have my precious cats."
IS it WORTH it???
Moral of the story....You can either wake up next to someone you really love, even after sustaining a few blows to your heart OR be the crazy cat lady.
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