We Are Way Too Curious For Our Own Good
Love is cursed by monogamy, chivalry is dead and it is safe to call us one of the most promiscuous generations of all time. We love sex. And it’s gone from a spiritual, emotional union to a dirty game. We’re our own worst enemies when it comes to love playing a factor in our lives today.
Today, telling someone you trust him or her conveys more meaning than the archaic phrasing “I love you.” Fidelity proves harder when confronted with offers of threesomes. And this isn’t limited to men, as women have taken to copying these tendencies, and mirroring our actions.
So yes, we’re all nymphomaniacs and adore sex, especially when it’s infused with the drug du jour and chased by tequila to get the love juices flowing. Anything can happen. And so, to trust your lover in this modern wasteland is just plain stupid – and you’re asking for it.
We’ve all felt the adolescent pangs of “love” too early on, somewhere between the high school and college years, and we’re foolish enough to believe in its endurance. But it always comes to an end, and that one person sits at the edge of our thoughts, and dwells on our mind as the one that got away.
And moving on means forgetting, and some of us aren’t willing to do that, because we’ve mistaken raw sex for pure love. And we conflate the enjoyable moments we had with this person to create an impasse.
This is the impasse of heartbreak, and we’ve all been there. Someone we have trusted has trampled on us with uncompromising brutality. And this has permeated our lives and actions, breeding us into spiteful creatures. We lose our ability to trust after we have been broken; we build an insurmountable wall around ourselves. We never give anyone new a chance, always burdened with the idea of the one that got away.
I don’t understand why people have girlfriends or boyfriends when they blatantly don’t care at all and will cheat on them at the drop of a dime. I met someone over the weekend that used a “stomach virus” as an excuse to leave her boyfriend back home while she partied celebrating the Super Bowl.
It’s a domino effect: her trust was broken somewhere along the line and now she is breaking someone else’s, and it goes on and on, to the point where no one will be able trust anyone anymore because curiosity outweighs the “I love you” we exchange with our partner.
We want what we can’t have and we always want to experience a new thrill, a new story and a new booty. Ain’t no booty like new booty, like the good saying goes. Cheating and infidelity has become socially acceptable and trumps previous generational tropes of morality.
Our curiosity and recalcitrance leaves us unfaithful, but instead of just crushing someone, and playing a game that there is no possible way of winning, why not just be single? It’s an insecurity, a desire to hurt people the way that you’ve been hurt, to make them feel the same pain you felt with the one that got away. Or a fear of being alone. Jumping from rebound to rebound to fill a void and keep you sane.
We hate being alone, but we constantly drive ourselves down paths that will leave us that way. I have multiple friends with girlfriends whom guys would kill for, they’re perfect and I can’t say a bad thing about them. Yet, these guys cheat on them with passing smuts, because they’re curious and this world isn’t as exciting for the nice guys.
This is why men are attracted to bitches and women are attracted to assholes. Yet, both genders complain that they can never find the right person. We keep going to the same type of people who will hurt us and send us reeling on this cycle again.
Our curiosity will be the death of us. It’s the reason don’t have trust in our society, spurring the vast, cyclical domino effect. We are our own worst enemies, and we are the ones that made things so bad. It is a sad reality that the people with good hearts, who want to trust someone, have been broken so many times that it’s too hard to attempt it again.
At the end of the day, when it comes to love and fidelity, our generation is broken, and it will be interesting to see how far it goes, and how it will end up.
Preston Waters | Elite.