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A look on love
Do some people tend to have kids for the wrong reasons?
When you take a truthful look at the level of the natural resources on our planet, to continue to procreate at today’s rate is not only absolutely selfish but it is also full-on suicidal. What don’t people get when it has now become common knowledge that underground water supplies will have for the most part completely disappeared by 2050? And yet, there are families out there who relentlessly keep on having kids, so they can hold on to their agendas. Agendas are mostly based on the ego trip of the parents. Some need to make sure that their last name will outlast them. Others must do whatever it takes to guarantee the survival of their religion. But for most, there is this utter need to “produce” a human being, who from the get-go will have no other choice but to love them, no matter what.
When a great majority of men and women observe the image that society wants to shove down their throats about what is supposed to resemble the perfect family, they cannot prevent themselves from judging their current (under)achievements. Basically, if you have passed a certain age and you are still not married and you still do not have kids, how can you truly dare to feel complete? Completion is this artifact that has been constructed over the centuries, so individuals would conform to what life is meant to look like. But it is according to whom? If you are older than thirty-five and single, you have failed, per your peers. The sentiment of failure is so horrific, that most people will rush to quickly land a deal, get married and then procreate. This is the path, which has been relentlessly imposed on individuals for ages. It is also the reason behind the fact that so many relationships are dreadful. Anyway, once the final destination is reached, this intense feeling of completion suddenly kicks-in, while simultaneously obstructing any other forms of expansion. Let’s face it: once you have decided that you are indeed complete, what more do you think can come your way? The answer is: nothing!
A kid that delivers beyond expectations reflects how valuable his or her parents are. The parents of a child who does well in school are viewed as nurturing, caring, and affectionate. On the other side of the spectrum, those of a kid who is failing are instantly subjected to series of judgments, all carrying a negative connotation. Moreover, parents of a child who brings home good grades will see themselves as being successful parents; and those of a kid who cannot elevate his or her GPA above 2.0 will put all the blame on their kid, and discharge themselves of all responsibilities. At the end of the day, the child is used as a measure, and the love that he or she is given greatly depends on his or her position on the measurement scale.
There is strictly no assurance in life. Any point of view that differs from the latter will certainly lead you to experience major disappointments. Certainty does not exist. It is a concept that has been relentlessly implanted inside people’s brains, so they continue to wait and see, based on their expectations, while others are taking advantage of the situation to thrive and prosper at their expense. We have no ability to predict the future, exactly as it is going to happen. Some individuals are definitely more intuitive than others; however their intuition addresses broad and general occurrences. So the love that someone is giving you at this very minute may vanish one second, one day, or ten years from now. I believe that most men and women know that for a solid fact, even through they totally refuse to acknowledge it openly. And this certainly explains why there is this constant fear to lose what has already been obtained, hence the need for reassurance that someone will always love them, no matter what.
Ultimately, there is only the willingness to do whatever is required to maintain in existence this one reality that is indeed very much tangible: a healthy relationship with oneself. In other words, love yourself at all times! This is the only love that you will always be sure to be given, since it comes from you. As trivial as it may sound, I challenge you to take a blunt look at the relationship you have generated with your own person. When I ask my clients if they have a superlative relationship with themselves, most of them have the instant reflex to answer “Yes!” quite forcefully. Well, the equation is fairly simple. If you have the sentiment of missing anything in your life, or the feeling that you are missing out on something, it means that you do not have a healthy relationship with yourself. It signifies that you are not content with your own self. When you truthfully love yourself, you do not need anyone or anything to fill a void, simply because there is absolutely no void to be filled.
The major issue is that there is no established authority out there that really encourages individuals to love themselves unconditionally. Every single TV show, commercial, political debate to which we are exposed on a daily basis is a piece of programming that is intended to disgust people with what they intrinsically are. The message that is systematically hammered is a constant reminder that life can only contain voids, which must be filled with artifacts to create a quick fix, so individuals can have the sensation that they finally fit in, before crashing again, harder and lower every single time.
Only you hold the key to your happiness. No one else does.
Nicolas Roquefort-Villeneuve is a relationship counsellor and deals with unconventional relationship counseling and C-level consulting. If you have any relationship issue, e-mail nicolas@readytochoose.com www.readytochoose.com