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| Prompt: Begin your entry today with: The Heart Won't Lie. *** “The heart won’t lie”…. is a romantic idea. It made a good song (if it you like Reba McEntire – I’m not a huge fan of country music), but time and time again it does in fact lie, or doesn’t tell us the whole truth – at least in the metaphorical sense. The heart often overrides the mind, even when we know logic should prevail. I’d actually say the heart, on times, is an idiot!! At least mine is… The amount of times I stayed in toxic, damaging relationships (not just romantic) because “my heart” kept telling me it would be ok, that this was just part of the course, is not funny. My heart would have me sit there and bare all the pain. Bleeding all over my psyche. I sometimes wonder if I was masochistic in my youth purely because I seemed incapable of walking away when I knew I should. I had lengthy conversations with friends (and myself) about ending relationships and then… nope, I'd jump right back into the loop. Or maybe I’m being unfair to my heart, because it didn’t really know what love was. It was young and naïve. It learnt what love was not time and time again – we have the scars to prove it. Sometimes I picture it pasted back together like a piece of kintsugi pottery – shattered, but mended and beautiful in its fragility. It often put others before itself – like it hadn’t quite figured out the concept of self-love and acceptance. It took a long time to grow up and realise what love should be. What is could be. Maybe it's a lesson it had to learn... I still have it on a leash. It's the unstable part of my personality that has slight kamikaze tendencies. Though it has learnt not to be quite so much of a muppet. Thank goodness my logic centre is stubborn and doesn’t like to be ignored. It eventually gets fed up and tells my heart to get back in its box so it can take over. However, the physical sense might be different. Can the heart lie? Or would it give our immediate/primitive feelings away? Can we actually control it enough to change it? When we are scared, or worried, or excited it beats faster and erratically… It’s hard to slow it down. It’s hard not to feed into the panic and control the rest of our body’s response to it. We blush when we are embarrassed. Sweat when we are nervous. Each time it’s our heart pumping the blood around our bodies. Yes, there are those that can influence the way it reacts - freedivers can slow their heart rate, special forces are trained to withstand interrogation and lie detection (though this may come from reading waaay too many Jack Reach-esk novels) but is that the heart lying or is it the mind taking over and forcing control. Either way, I can't do it. So, I get in that sense my heart doesn't lie... not because it won't... because it can't. |
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