When i think about it, feelings are weird. They can happen instantanously, they can be there like a reflex, they can appear after some or a long time... You never know, you never control, you never choose.
In the end, we are slaves of our feelings. Transanding them needs a level of awareness, a strong feeling of fulfillment, with little and especially, with yourself.
Some people are almost at that level, and manage to direct their feelings towards what they know will be good for them; while others, like I, are totally in need of validation, of love, affection and anything that puts them closer to another human heart.
But we don't usually understand each other, or at least, those who don't struggle with their feelings forget about the other side of the mirror. This ends up bringing conflict, inside someone, as they try to find out what's the secret, what to do, how...
It really isn't easy to feel chained by my passion in love, my wrath or my will to do what's good. Plus if you add conciousness, there's another field of battle between what you think is good and what you think you want or need.
I'm might be losing myself in those words because it's a fuzzy subject, it's hard to unravel this huge node of ideas and feelings.
I just felt like saying : Our feelings are just a bunch of chemicals reacting in a certain way in our body, yet i find myself submissive of them, and i'm lost between them and what my brain defines as "reason".