4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 8Love never fails.
Love should be all of these things. And I agree that it should never fail but it frequently does. Afterall, we are human. The divorce rate for first marriages hovers around the 50% mark and second & subsequent marriages are closer to th 75% failure rate (higher if children are involved). Being on the frontlines of this phenomenon (this is my 2nd marriage, dear hubby’s 3rd) means that I get an uncomfortably close view of just why these marriages fail. And on that note, I’d like to detail for you what love IS NOT, in case you had any doubts.
Love IS NOT impatient, mean, envious, proud, violent, isolating, shallow, selfish, angry, back-stabbing, ignorant, cruel or punishing.
I had a health scare over the weekend which included passing out in front of a group of people. When I called dear hubby on my way home to explain that he needed to come home right away, not only did he not come right home, but he didn’t believe it had even happened. He thought I was making it up apparently in a morbid bid for attention. After every thing he has put me through and all of the nasty horrible things he has said to me, I have become convinced that he has narcissistic personality disorder (a condition in which people have an inflated sense of self-importance and an extreme preoccupation with themselves). This condition is a psychological problem with little hope for a “cure” of any sort and improvement lies in the sufferers’ want to get better. Unfortunately, dear hubby has no “want”.
He thinks that everyone else is the fucked up mess…not him.