Weird that I've experienced sharpness and you haze...but I completely agree that it's dangerous - because whatever chemistry is going on, it interferes with clarity of thought!
Speaking of falling in love, yes it definitely interferes with clarity of thought, in my case there is absolutely no doubt about that. When I first met the guy I was in my last relationship with (the very long one), the one that turned out so horribly bad in the end, there is absolutely no doubt in my mind that I feel in love. And yes I experienced the sharpness you speak of Lynne, but I was also experiencing the haziness that Scott speaks of. The problem was that I was not recognizing the haziness cause I had my rose colored glasses on. To me everything about that guy was absolutely perfect in any way. Anything I would see that did not fit into how I was seeing him I dismissed. I was warned by so many people, but instead of heeding their warning I got mad at them. I dismissed that to them being jealous of my situation. All I could see was him and all I could and wanted to feel was that feeling I had for him. I got so enveloped in him that I lost friends, I got in trouble at work, I got in trouble with family, I got in trouble with money, and on and on. One day I did finally wake up and see what was going on, but it took a very long time for me to truly admit it. I went through several years of going back and forth in the relationship cause I had a very difficult time letting it go. I felt I never wanted and never could see a day in the future without him in my life. I would make excuses for his alcoholism, his drug abuse, and all the things that truly made him up. I still had my rose colored glasses on, they were just a little faded. Finally, one day many years later, those glasses just fell off and I saw him for who he truly was. I didn't like the person I saw, not at all. All that love I had truly turned to dislike that I still feel to this very day. I let him take so many of my good years away, so much of my life. He continued to try to get me back in, to call, and to come around. But I never allowed him to do it again. I truly avoided him cause I was afraid that he could have pulled me back in. He had a way of doing that to me as well as other people. He continued on in his drug abuse and ended up on crack really bad. He committed suicide in April 2004 which was basically four years after he and I truly ended in my mind.
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