Love isn't some random thing. It can only be explained as an evolved mechanism.
And it certainly (100%) did not evolve to satisfy the wants (because they are not needs) of "chaos addicts".
It seems to be quite destructive overall, but one immediately relevant aspect: it hijacks the natural process of getting to know a potential "pair-bond partner".
Instead you're locked into a "moth to flame" compulsion to skip to the endpoint of the process in a single step.
I’m willing to take it slow with this new person, who told me she’s clingy, and I’m also doing my best not to cling to her.
I don’t want to miss the excitement of this other one, but I do.
Now I see just how hard dating is.
Maybe in hindsight, the women who passed up on me for someone else, maybe I could’ve treated them better, maybe I could’ve even been better for them and more caring, but maybe I didn’t excite them as much.
Now I see just how much emotion and attraction are pitted against logic in the dating arena. And this new person I’m starting to see, I am attracted to enough, but I can think of someone else who I saw in April who excited me more.
I feel terrible for thinking and feeling this way, but I guess I’m hardly the first person who has thought and felt this way.
I need to sort things out with my therapist, because this other one I saw just yesterday for the first time since our last date. I didn’t seek her out, complete happenstance that I saw her in public.
She didn’t see me, but me seeing her traumatized me, and missing her and longing for her has taken a toll on my mental health, that I’ve told myself how I wish I could reconcile and would do anything to have her back.
But I also feel like I could be building something with someone new whose companionship and company I enjoy. It’s nothing too much too soon, just some hand holding and some kisses goodbye at the end of our dates.
It’s one of those deals of an angel being on one shoulder of mine and a devil being on the other shoulder, even though I’m an atheist.