Why we struggle in love
Since the emergence of humanity, sense and intellect have been considered to be central features of oneself. We have all heard the famous declaration: I think, therefore, I am. And as a species, we have taken this rather seriously. We are, after all, an impressive bunch. We achieve extraordinary milestones every day. We are experts in soccer. We take spiritual trips to Jakarta. We have successful careers and receive promotions, and we are, generally very keen to tell anyone who is unfortunate enough to lend an ear. From the perspective of a spectator, it might therefore seem that we have rather successfully mastered the art of living. We have distinguished professions, expensive dinners and impressive LinkedIn profiles. Yet behind closed doors, beneath the reassuring appearance of fancy holidays, there can be the rather less impressive reality: the painful nightly conflicts we conduct with our own hearts over the matters of love. Because it is a permanently curious par...
