I have experienced love once and can say it put me through both pleasure and misery. I started to notice a trend with myself that when I was away from my significant other, I would feel somewhat sad and moody; but, when I saw him after a while, I would get an instant boost of happiness. Seeing him literally made me feel "high on life."
After 2 years of an on an off relationship, I finally called it quits for good. The first time we broke up I was a mess. He ghosted me and left without any explanation, and abandoned me, and didn't talk to me for 4 months. I had no idea what happened and it drove me insane. I can't begin to explain what began happened to my body emotionally and physically. I was in literal physical pain and my head was constantly hurting from the overwhelming and intrusive thoughts of him. It felt like my brain was just beating out of my head. I felt so off. I felt lethargic, shaky, and was just unable to sleep. I read an article that stated when something hurts you intensely emotionally, it sends signals to your brain that you are in actual, physical pain...
This led me to numerous other articles that stated a breakup is similar to a drug withdrawal. This would explain why I was feeling so strangely. It was like I was experiencing new kinds of feelings I had never felt before and I so badly just wanted to see and be with my ex. I became obsessive and was never the type to drive myself to such a bad point. One article stated there was a study where people who had recently gone through a break up, were shown pictures of their ex lovers. When they saw the image, parts of their brains lit up that would light up for a cocaine addict going through withdrawal. This confirms love is a drug! Who would have thought Kesha's song had such a literal meaning??
I am a month into my 2nd breakup with the same guy, and this time around I have been more accepting to it, but still feel some withdrawal at times. I can't begin to explain what came over me after that first break up. I felt so out of control and abnormal. I felt like I wasn't even myself anymore. Something came over me that would consume my thoughts with my ex and it put me through absolute hell. Living life or even doing things I loved felt like such a chore because my mind was always elsewhere. I I mean, how crazy is it to think we can love a person as much as a cocaine addict craves cocaine?
Did you know love was a drug? Have you had any similar experiences?