Story

A young friend of mine has been dating a popular content creator for the past 3 years. It was a long distance relationship from the get go, and it got worse as he moved across the pacific to USA.

They led opposite lives: she was a outgoing, simple, has no education and family support, while he is modest, shy, educated, and has generational wealth.

The relationship is going to fail. They are in love.

Eventually, he was convinced by “sensible” friends to break up her because of the bleak outlook, and this is the only “sensible” thing to do.

The break up only lasted a couple of weeks before he returned to his home country and promptly made up with her due to her in-person begging.

Throughout the entire ordeal, I provided no advice, because he cannot, and much more importantly, SHOULD NOT be helped.

To feel pain

Love cannot be reasoned with. You cannot reason someone out of a position that they weren’t reasoned into in the first place. Love cannot be explained by logic, Love is a fundamental part of our consciousness.

When he fell in love with her, there was no turning back. They will fight, and they will break up times and times again, which ultimately lead to a betrayal and separation. It will be a slow and torturous death akin to a deer trapped under a fallen tree starving to death.

All the better!

There is madness in love, and to love, is to embrace madness. It will shatter his perspective on love, humanity and trust. He will doubt everything he once believed, and he thinks he will never love again. Excellent.

Life is full of misery and pain that cannot be burdens by others. Pain is to life as sky is to earth. He must endure. He will be destroyed, then remade, then destroyed once again just to be remade again until he draws his one last breath. Like all of us, there is no short cut.

A man can be destroyed, but not defeated. Does a warrior wet his blade only after careful calculations? Or does he confront the terror with courage and acceptance of death?

Does a gladiator march into arena with weep and sorrow of the audience? No. His path is paved with cheers and passion.

We must celebrate. As he stare down the pain. His opponent will wound him. Part of him will be killed. He will be forever changed. This is meant to be.

I do not wish him a weak opponent. No, I wish he faces the ultimate enemy at each turn, I wish him pain, tremendous pain, pain that brings him sleepless nights, pain that fill him with tears every dawn and dusk, pain that will pick open every fiber of his being and mind.

Only then will he become a warrior. Only then, will he be respected and only then, can he walk off the stage, alone.