Understanding how Gen Z fall in Love.

“I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”
–John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

Love in its abstractness has always found new ways of defining itself through generations, across bioms of mankind. Though it holds a different meaning for every individual, in this newer generation as human nature  drastically changes, people misunderstand love with a lot of different things. 

Because of exposure to huge amounts of information at very young ages the new generation known as 'gen z' go through mid life crisis at the age of 18 and think they have found their soulmate at 16. But most of the time what they think is love is nothing but infatuation. So it gets over as soon as it starts. The social media culture also glorifies love at first sight, but personally I don't really support the idea of love at first sight. Because being in love means sharing your life with someone. And without knowing the other person's nature, how can love happen. So it means love at first starts with attraction which then moves on to knowing the person, and if nothing seems to effect your love for them even after knowing them, then the relationship might last. 
The craziest part is that teenagers these days have already gone through 5-6 relationships and in each one felt like  it was true love, and made promises never fulfilled. The pattern is that it starts off quick, they start to date someone after only months of knowing each other at max, because at that moment your attraction to that person is at max. But it ends soon because we realise that the person behind that pretty face isn't very pretty. Ok, but another question arises is that how do they jump between relationships in the span of weeks ? It's because of a simple fact that They fall in love with the way the other person makes them feel, not the person. So the person can be replaced, as all that matters will be the feeling which can be found in 100 other places. That's why the newer generation goes through so many insignificant relations. 

If we think, the generation is not in blame aswell, because what they are experiencing hasn't been experienced ever before, and they are the first soldiers walking into this unknown territory of life. We still exists and figure it out. 
Love has always been a complex topic and it will just be more confusing as time moves on, but in its core love is a bright source of inspiration and light which can glow even the broken soul. It gives you the most powerful thing this world holds, Hope. 
But before promises and pointless relations why don't we stop and take our time. Why panic and take drastic steps. If it is supposed to last, no force can stop it. So take your time. Don't ever go out searching for love, it arrives itself. 

At the end, humans will keep searching for love. It's in their nature, to always be looking for someone to complete them. 

-neil 
In this short blog I couldn't dive deep into this very complex topic, but I have tried to provide a compact peice trying to understand things  atleast a little. I am no expert and just an observer, open to critisisms. 

Comments

  1. prajilDecember 6, 2024 at 5:37 AM

    wha

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  2. AnonymousDecember 21, 2024 at 10:00 AM

    beautiful. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Its nice to find a fellow thinker every now and then in this seemingly endless ocean of shallow humans

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