Loss = Bad? Gain = Good?

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“The more I know, the more I realise I know nothing.”

– Socrates

I wonder, is there such a thing as rules? My flat overlooks a park, at every exit/entrance there are clear signs that cycling is not permitted, but people do it anyway. Try getting everybody to follow the same dictates. We’re also told “rules are there to be broken.” – so what’s the point in them? Really, it’s something I’m pondering.

It’s the same with emotions, beliefs. We want black and white, we want to be told what to do and what not to do.

We’re told loss is bad and that gain is good but one of the worst ways to punish a man is to give him everything he wants. Case in point, my ex-boyfriend. Everyone was too afraid of him, including me, so they never said no to him. Guess what, he was never happy. Always complaining, never able to sit in silence, constantly berating his colleagues and friends.

No, often a loss equals freedom. I’m not going to deny it, there is a significant part of me that misses that man. He was never boring, frustrating yes, but it was a rollercoaster of an adventure with him and I will likely never experiencing anything like it again but the loss is good because it was dishonest, he was manipulative and he was very damaged (so was I, of course!).

Learn to judge each situation individually, follow principles like fairness, openness, honesty, peacefulness. Fuck rules, live a principled life.


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