Heathcliff, Catherine, and Other Unrealistics

Recently, in my AP Lit class, we've been reading Wuthering Heights. And two things have arisen in the novel that cause me much distress.

A.) These characters do not show any signs of much growth lately, only stagnation or getting worse as human beings.

B.) The characters seem to be stuck in this unrealistic ideal that there is such thing as a love more important than life, a love deeper than the ocean, a love stronger than the tectonic plates.

Now, maybe I'm a cynic for not believing in the second one already, being only a young age of 18. Yet I still find myself thinking this sort of everlasting, impenetrable love as something a bit ridiculous.

Let us clear the air now. No, I don't believe in soul mates. I don't believe in 'one true loves'. I believe in falling in love and deciding someone is worth giving up your romantic freedom for them, something I find more romantic than being convinced that there is only that one person in the entire world for you. Doesn't it mean more to say there could be others, but I choose you, over I'm stuck with you because fate chose you for me? Is there not more free will in the first choice, something human beings pride themselves with?

I'm not sure. I'm highly certain most teenage girls my age would call me an endless cynic only around to ruin their ideals of true love.

But I guess its hard to believe in true love when you know how easy it is for people to leave, and how easy it is sometimes to fall in love all over again.

I don't believe there's only one person for me. I think I'll fall in love several times in my life, and eventually I'll find someone I'm compatible enough with that makes me happy enough that I'll stop looking around and decide that they're who I choose.

Out of the whole world, I'll choose them.

Now one thing I do agree with these true love believers; when you are with that person who you will spend the rest of your life with, when you're with the person you should choose, I think you'll either just know or you'll lose them. But I guess that can happen anytime, so I suppose its just luck and good timing if it works out.

Love is just hormones, luck, and good timing.

And some friendship dashed in there too.

I guess I just find Heathcliff and Catherine's love a bit ridiculous. They are not souls meant to be together forever; they're just compatible and chose each other and decided to attach themselves that way in their youth, and even then it still didn't quite work out for them.

In other news, I am working on a writing contest and I am very excited. I only started thinking about this topic because the prompt involves a love triangle and the memorable love triangle of Edgar, Heathcliff, and Catherine was forefront in my mind.

Guess everyone just makes their own decisions and opinions on love, and I suppose this is mine.

No soul mates, no guarantees, only free will and good luck.

Maybe I should change my name to the cynical dreamer.

Food for personal thought, haha

Good luck in forming your own thoughts to all, and to all free will tonight. :)