Man needs man.
I have implemented this phrase an unbearable number of times, that it unwittingly became an unspoken credo of my existence or the motto of my life.
Man, as if he was trying to enjoy the loneliness, deep down, waiting until someone will come and give a hand, will pull out of this amphoteric state of worthlessness, give meaning to daily awakening and will become a reason to live. historically, it has been noted that a person needs someone else to be fully human, to acquire a full range of emotions, to create a society and to realize one's own forces. don't be near him he could not understand what is what and can be difficult to distinguish from the robot.
The concrete feeling of emptiness, senselessness of existence, feeling of depreciation of own feelings and inability to Express correctly the desires and emotions lead to that the person refuses the irrational human beginning at all, turning into an empty cover, into a wrapper without contents, into the robot without soul.
After the first love, I realized that a person is afraid of loneliness, afraid to be alone, that he is afraid to be unnecessary. I lived with this awareness for several years until I realized that a person is lonely all his life: he is born alone and dies alone. so, why every time the gap is painful and a person can not think rationally, indulging in self-pity? the man is afraid of freedom and...himself. as long as there is another person, there is an object of love, it makes no sense to turn to yourself, to focus on your own personality, to dig and rummage where it is not necessary. after the breakup, the person leaves and what was filled with all your life, including a significant part of yourself. you are defeated, devastated, used and abandoned. and then comes the moment when all the extra time is occupied by thoughts that sow the seeds of doubt, fear and despair, gradually turning you into something sluggish, uninterested in life, a weak-willed creature going through life without purpose and ambition.
This feeling of worthlessness and insignificance goes hand in hand with the pain that gradually tightens the loop of your neck stronger and stronger. pain forces us to close from the world around us, to try to push away the last people in attempts to protect the pathetic weak nature, to behave aggressively and impudently if only not to allow someone in the habitual way of life where there is no place to anybody, even to itself. a man without a home and a soul.
A house is not a place and not a concrete four walls. it is the feeling of comfort, integrity and security that we need to feel. just a little bit. preferably in someone's arms.
Man needs man. despite all the pain that follows, despite all the wounds that open up again, people want to love and be loved.
