Disposable Love

We live in a world where everything feels replaceable. If you don’t like your job, quit. If your relationship isn’t perfect, leave. We’ve been taught that happiness is just one decision away—one swipe, one upgrade, one fresh start. But has this mindset made us happier, or has it left us more unsettled than ever?

I remember when I broke up with a partner years ago. Everyone around me tried to lift my spirits, saying, “There are 8 billion men out there—don’t waste your tears on this one.” But something about that didn’t sit right with me. Why was no one asking what went wrong? Why wasn’t anyone encouraging me to understand my role in it, to grow from it?

Somewhere along the way, we stopped seeing relationships as something to nurture and started treating them as something to consume. If love isn’t immediately fulfilling, we move on. If a relationship requires work, we question whether it’s "meant to be." We mistake discomfort for incompatibility and chase an illusion of effortless love—one that doesn’t exist.

But what if love isn’t about constant highs and instant gratification? What if true love requires us to sit with the hard moments, to face our own wounds instead of blaming the other person? The truth is most of our unhappiness in relationships isn’t about the other person at all—it’s about us. Our own fears, insecurities, and expectations shape how we experience love. And if we never stop to confront them, we’ll keep running from one relationship to the next, expecting someone else to fill a void only we can heal.

Maybe the reason love feels so fleeting these days is because we’ve forgotten how to stay. How to work through discomfort instead of discarding what isn’t perfect. Maybe the secret to finding deep, lasting love isn’t in searching for someone better—but in becoming someone who loves better.

And maybe, more than anything, what we’re missing isn’t just love—but true connection. Not just with another person, but with ourselves. When we take the time to reflect, to truly look inward, we begin to understand our patterns, our wounds, our desires—not just on a surface level, but on a soul level. And from that space, we stop searching for someone to complete us and start loving from a place of wholeness.

Because real love isn’t disposable. But to truly experience it, we have to be willing to go deeper—within ourselves, and within each other.