Is Love a special gift only to humans?

Or are we giving ourselves too much credit?

I think we’re all just animals.

The difference is we humans are better than Orang Utans at telling ourselves fantastic stories about what “Love” is. So we make it more mystical than what it really is.

So you’re afraid of starting over.
You feel trapped because you tell yourself maybe it’s not so bad after all.
You’re scared to face the story that you wasted all those years.
You are afraid that you might not find any better.
You are hurt that your dreams and fantasies are crumbling before your eyes.
You’re thinking maybe there is no such thing as happiness.
You feel like a dumbass for not seeing it sooner, for hurting yourself, for hurting others.

But if you don’t change anything, nothing will change.

Someone smarter than me said it better: “Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.”

But the reality is change is difficult. We resist change in every way we can. Change hurts our brain. So most people don’t change… and then they get old and die. The end.

The thing I tell everyone who’s single is, if you think your relationship is bad now… if you are already unhappy now… wait til you have kids.

Having kids is like climbing Everest. If you’re already having problems at base camp, you’re just asking for trouble if you continue further.

There are losers and winners. 99% of the people you meet will be losers. You are free to choose your climbing partners. You can choose not to spend the rest of your life with a loser. Winners are rare, but they exist.

Choose happiness.