There is a difference between love and lust.
Love can make you feel complete.
Lust can make you tear yourself apart, in a deliciously dirty way.
Love is one of those emotions that, based on your age, means different things.
When you are pre-teen, you love your parents, your pets, your favorite show, stuff like that.
However, as you approach puberty, masturbation raises its ugly head for the first time.
Masturbation for women is a periodic thing, take it or leave it.
For men, it is a form of mental herpes that will be with him for the rest of his life. That’s just how it is.
Not a lot of lust going on pre-teen, unless its a purely innocent lust for things. Like cartoons, cookies, ice cream…etc.
In your teens, you can fall in love, but it is really lust mixed with post pubescent emotions that usually focuses obsessively on the first sexual interest in your life. For guys, quite a few will begin to descend into masturbation as a serious hobby, For some, a righteous obsession.
Either way, it can be something so wonderful and also suck so bad you can’t see straight.
But the teens are kind of a right of passage that you just have to survive. Like a form of cosmic water-boarding. You might think you are dying at the moment, but get thru it, and you’ll be ok.
You gotta keep moving forward or you’ll sink.
Then you hit your twenties. You are an adult and ready to be on your own.
You are also really young and don’t know shit. Like seriously.
And that is not necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes, being totally fresh and innocent can be a cool thing.
Then again, been there done that with the soul of a whore is a different kind of thrill as well.
This is the atmosphere that most people find their first true love. Its a naive kind of love that knows nothing of logic or common sense. A few girls will find that guy that is so totally wrong for her, he will fuck up and badly influence every relationship she will have for the rest of her life.
Some guys will have a bad marriage, lose everything and take a little bit of female hatred in their heart and have it molded into a “All women are whores” attitude that they will take to the grave.
The twenties can be a bitch.
Thirties are sometimes a smoother period, but it can be a rotten period. You usually have kids by now. They are not moved out yet, and are just old enough to drive you crazy.
With luck your marriage is rolling smooth and you and the wife can present a solid front with the kids. This is good advice for child rearing or war, either one.
Without any luck, your marriage went to shit and you are either divorced or on your way. And the biggest mistake is if you don’t pull the trigger and end it.
Divorce, I mean. Getting violent at this point is a HUGE mistake.
From their on, there are only two things that can trip up your relationship.
The first is midlife crisis.
I have seen this one hit anywhere from 40 to 60. Nothing you can do, and I have no advice.
The other is if either one of you is hiding the fact that you are gay. That can pooch your marriage for you in a heartbeat.
Because if the missus is gay, there is nothing you can do. Your penis disqualifies you from competing. Settle the divorce as nicely as possible and take solace in the fact that at least it wasn’t your drinking.
And if the husband is gay, its definitely not you, honey. He should have told you. If you had a penis you wouldn’t be in this position, but his hair gel should have tipped you off. Just saying.
The long and the short of it all is that Love is a hurricane that can destroy you at any time.
When it works, its awesome. When it doesn’t, the pain is incredible.
Try not to cheat, thats not fair, and besides, she can cheat a hell of a lot easier than you.
For a woman to cheat, she just has to say yes.
For a guy to cheat, its a lot harder.
He has to find someone to say yes.
And that can be harder than it looks.