You should know that there is something worse than hate and that is unlove.
Because hate is anger over something lost, hate is passion, hate is misguided, it's caring for the wrong things but it is still caring.
But unlove, unlove is to unkiss, to unremember, to unhold, to undream, to undo everything that ever was and leave smooth stone behind in its wake.
No fire.
No fury.
Just, nothing.
And that is worse than hate.
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Nothing is worse than hate.
Nothing, is worse than hate.
Because you can't hate something if you don't at least love it a little.
Unlove :-(
Yes and I'd rather be miserable than bored.
You make me miserable sometimes. But you never, ever bore me. That's why I love you.
Always.
oh wow, I can relate to this
your words will never cease to amaze me
thankyou. keep writing, always.
hate expends much energy; imagine that energy being re-directed ....
your words are so clever, you speak what normal people can't even put in to words. i'm addicted to your blog.
why don't you start having your own tumblr? it would've perfect!
Once I dropped a tear in the ocean,
the day I find it will be the day I stop loving you <3
He does have a tumblr.
so true.
This one just hit home. Now, I am curled up and shedding tears over someone unworthy.
Worse than the unlove: guilt of feeling it. (I don't think people ever mean to let go.)
He unloved me. And his indifference has undone me.
Powerful writing here.
This one hits hard.
I've recently been unloved and it's so hard to not hurt. But I'm stronger than this.
I know I am.
Unloved is another way of ignorance, of acceptance, of moving on.
The journey from hate to unlove is a long one, my friend. It takes a lot of time and effort. But more importantly, it takes being humane. To yourself and to others.
Unlove is not as bad as it seems. It is definitely better than hate at least.
When all that's left is indifference. That's the antithesis of love, not hate.
Hating him is so much easier than unloving him.
To hate him all I have to do is remind myself all the ways he was wrong. But to unlove him I have to make myself forget all the ways in which he was right.
beautiful. and painful.
thats why i fight with u, cuz id rather feel hate than nothing at all.
this one made me cry. it's hard to keep on hating, but to unlove is downright impossible.
"love me or hate me, but spare me your indifference"
This is incredibly saddening because it is incredibly true.
forecast looks apathetic and peaceful.
As usual you are pessimistic. You really know how to bring nothing but the dark. There is no light in you. She was mistaken. She thought you deliberately kept yourself dark. That your light was so blinding that you hid it to protect her.
But now, now i think you are just like the other impostors.
THERE IS NI LIGHT IN YOU.
Those words are hauntingly sad but beautiful.
Why is indifference worse than hate? It seems to have such a bad reputation. Maybe we should use another word. Maybe enlightenment is better. Because beyond ego-driven love and hate and all other emotions is the fact that we can learn to love others without the need for them to love us back. Needing someone else to feel a certain way about us is the source of so much grief. The only way out of our torment isn't indifference, it's rising above our emotions without tolerating any abuse. It's a very difficult thing to do. I'm still learning how.
I thought of a better word: Transcendence. When we move beyond egoic love and hate we are not indifferent at all. We are free. Free to love in such a way that it can't be affected. It has no opposite because it depends on nothing. And nobody can take it from you.
If you repeat a word over and over again it seems to lose its meaning. I can't tell you how many nights iv'e laid in bed restlessly repeating your name over and over again hoping that you will mean less to me...
You'll probably never see this, but I always have, still do, and always will love you.
I have chosen not to reply to your message because for the past year our interactions always end in false hope.
I am taking your advice. I am trying to move on. Hopefully, someday, I will become truly indifferent.
Wow. I've never been able to explain why the nothing I feel hurts more than pain, but this sums it up better than anything I could say. Thank you again.
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