My biggest accomplishment of 2006 was using minor information about ex-girlfriends I had picked up from my boyfriend and using this to stalk down their full names, aliases, photos, social networking profiles, newspaper articles etc. This was no easy task considering my boyfriend didn’t talk about them much and many are scattered around the country and world. Looking back now on the time and effort I spent searching and comparing these women to myself, I was edging on crazy. So when I read this article on love making one feel as though they are having a mental-health crisis – I can relate.

And it’s not just me, at some point I have had numerous girlfriends and even guy friends exhibit signs of craziness concerning their relationships. Last week, my most level-headed friend who had been feeling slightly neglected (hanky panky down from couple times a day to nil) by her boyfriend of a year and a half texted her boyfriend: "you have until the end of the week to give me sex or I will find it elsewhere." This is after weeks of subtly hinting to him that she was upset through text messages, conversations and facebook relationship status and wall posting changes. Through the course of the two weeks, I wondered why the girl who was not stressed after her first law school final, got so crazy? And I could sit here and go on and on with stories of friends making the most irrational decisions when it comes to the beginning stages of the significant other.

At this point, I myself was going crazy – the article explained my perplexities of pretty much any relationship I knew about, including my own. This is when I went and read through the article again and realized that the symptoms of the chemical imbalance was just a scientific term for “the honeymoon period.” In my opinion, the best part in the relationship cycle, the honeymoon period is when you still get butterflies, spend hours trying to understand one another and just darn right are “feeling intense romantic love, willing to take big risks, physical pain, obsessively thinking about a person and struggling to control your rage.”

I would give anything to feel that way everyday again and although I felt some pity for my friend while talking to her weeks ago, after reading this article, I really don’t. I’m no scientist but I think her “craziness” was just that she was actually really into her boyfriend.


If it’s crazy to be in love, then I don’t want to be sane.



On my Ipod: "Crazy for You" by Madonna