I was talking to a friend the other day (a girl, if that matters) who claimed that one's first love will almost certainly be their best love of their life. The argument was something along the lines of: when you're young, your hormones are going wild and, chemically, that feeling of love is physiologically stronger than anything you will have afterwards.
She compared it to chasing that first drug high; sure, weed or coke can be great and fun for some people who regularly use them, but will that high ever be as satisfying as that first puff or line? Probably not. This makes sense to me, and makes me feel depressed. Myself as an example: I dated a girl for 5 years starting when I was 18, fell deeply in love with her, and now I've just begun dating someone else 6 months ago who I do feel in love with, but frankly not to the extent that I loved my first love. It's early in my new relationship so there's certainly the possibility this feeling will grow, but the thought that my love for any current or future partner cannot ever match my first love makes me feel hopeless. This also applies to my current girlfriend: will she never love me the way she loved her first boyfriend?
I'd like to hear some of the community's thoughts on this, particularly from the older crowd who might have more life/relationship experience than a 22 year old such as myself. Is it physical? Nastalgia? Or is this whole theory a bunch of BS?
She compared it to chasing that first drug high; sure, weed or coke can be great and fun for some people who regularly use them, but will that high ever be as satisfying as that first puff or line? Probably not. This makes sense to me, and makes me feel depressed. Myself as an example: I dated a girl for 5 years starting when I was 18, fell deeply in love with her, and now I've just begun dating someone else 6 months ago who I do feel in love with, but frankly not to the extent that I loved my first love. It's early in my new relationship so there's certainly the possibility this feeling will grow, but the thought that my love for any current or future partner cannot ever match my first love makes me feel hopeless. This also applies to my current girlfriend: will she never love me the way she loved her first boyfriend?
I'd like to hear some of the community's thoughts on this, particularly from the older crowd who might have more life/relationship experience than a 22 year old such as myself. Is it physical? Nastalgia? Or is this whole theory a bunch of BS?
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