Helena Handbasket
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There's no doubt that most people care for the ones they love. But I got to thinking recently; mayber that's reversed. Maybe it's more true to say we love the ones we care for.
When someone-born-female (can't just say woman anymore) gives birth, her hypothalimus dumps heaps of the feelgood hormone oxytocin into her bloodstream. Not only does that facilitate the birthing process, but causes her to fall in love with the child -- so she cares for it (provides for its needs).
This process is fairly rapid; not gradual (the word oxytocin is derived from Greek meaning "quick birth").
An adopting mom doesn't have this speedy increase in positive emotion, but there is love that grows over time -- so that after 3 months, an adopted child is loved just as much, statistically, as one acquired the old-fashioned way.
Could it be that caring for someone causes you to love them? Or that it works both ways to some degree?
My BF was recently seriously ill. I took responsibility for his health, dealing with all the various problems, including managing the finances. But more recently he rejected my help, preferring to take care of himself (even though I could see that physical activity, or being cold, triggered his illness again). I found myself feeling upset with him -- perhaps because if I wasn't being allowed to care for him, I felt some animosity in response? It also triggered a full-blown depression in me.
I tend to be an untrusting soul. I've been aggressed against many times in my life, causing me to maintain distance between myself and others. I try not to get too close to others, because when I do, they suddenly want nothing to do with me any more (and they never tell me why). This has been called "the surprise of the inevitable" in Hannah Greene's book, "I Never Promised You a Rose Garden".
Also, I have thoroughly interiorized you-know-who's concept of exchange, and I'm reluctant to let anybody do something for me without my doing something for them. Could this be why eventually people hate me?
In other words, when we care for someone, does that cause us to love them? It seems to be that way with pets; if you care for one (or more) long enough, you love them.
Comments?
Helena
When someone-born-female (can't just say woman anymore) gives birth, her hypothalimus dumps heaps of the feelgood hormone oxytocin into her bloodstream. Not only does that facilitate the birthing process, but causes her to fall in love with the child -- so she cares for it (provides for its needs).
This process is fairly rapid; not gradual (the word oxytocin is derived from Greek meaning "quick birth").
An adopting mom doesn't have this speedy increase in positive emotion, but there is love that grows over time -- so that after 3 months, an adopted child is loved just as much, statistically, as one acquired the old-fashioned way.
Could it be that caring for someone causes you to love them? Or that it works both ways to some degree?
My BF was recently seriously ill. I took responsibility for his health, dealing with all the various problems, including managing the finances. But more recently he rejected my help, preferring to take care of himself (even though I could see that physical activity, or being cold, triggered his illness again). I found myself feeling upset with him -- perhaps because if I wasn't being allowed to care for him, I felt some animosity in response? It also triggered a full-blown depression in me.
I tend to be an untrusting soul. I've been aggressed against many times in my life, causing me to maintain distance between myself and others. I try not to get too close to others, because when I do, they suddenly want nothing to do with me any more (and they never tell me why). This has been called "the surprise of the inevitable" in Hannah Greene's book, "I Never Promised You a Rose Garden".
Also, I have thoroughly interiorized you-know-who's concept of exchange, and I'm reluctant to let anybody do something for me without my doing something for them. Could this be why eventually people hate me?
In other words, when we care for someone, does that cause us to love them? It seems to be that way with pets; if you care for one (or more) long enough, you love them.
Comments?
Helena
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