Is Marriage Hard, Or Are We Just Cowards?

We romanticize being mysterious. We use humor to hide the hurt. We even trick ourselves into believing that compassion means never showing our darkest sides. We’re so entitled that we’ve started believing me matters more than us.

We call marriage “hard.” But are we just cowards?

Always afraid of losing, we push the closest people so far away that when we finally reveal a layer, they don’t even recognize us. When it gets tough, we say we “need space” — in the exact moments our commitment promised to pull us closer.

So are we really ready for marriage? A spiritual practice of matching our words to our actions, for a lifetime?

Hard? It’s easy to wake up every day with your purpose attached to another person. We only call it hard because “hard” gives us an excuse not to try — to come up short and call it human, to call reality “failure” and success “a dream.”

It’s not hard to run when you’re in shape. It’s not hard to walk a tightrope once you’ve mastered it, or to dance in front of millions when you believe in the choreography. Marriage is easy when you actually have a life partner — not when you just want someone to enhance your life.

Hard is reserved for the people adding drama while subtracting solutions.

So are we cowards? Or is marriage really so hard that it’s killing hearts more than it’s putting them at ease?

The LoveSnobs