Two days ago I was having a conversation with a boy on love, being afraid of love and fear from loving. I was just telling him my thoughts on the subjects.
I was using him just to express my thoughts, I didn't expect any answers from him because I knew he wasn't that deep.
While we (generally I) were talking I suddenly remembered a book that I read 1 or 2 years ago.
I don't know how I remembered it because I totally forgot what it was saying.
I said "Oh somehow I remembered 'The Art of Loving', did you read it?". He of course said no.
Then I searched the book on Google and read some lines from it, I said to myself "Okay I will leave a day for this book, I will just skim it." Because I am currently reading another book and I didn't want to interrupt the current one.
Nowadays I continuously ask myself "Why people are afraid of love? How can it be possible? Why do you ignore the most beautiful feeling in the world?"
In the morning I put the book in my bag and on the school bus I started to read some highlighted lines that I liked and highlighted 1 or 2 years ago.
When I came to the page 41st, I saw that I wrote something near to a paragraph like it was the title of that paragraph, it was saying "Why people are afraid of love?"
I was shocked. I looked at my writing and stayed frozen for like 5 minutes.
I wrote it for that moment 2 years ago. It was so weird.
That line totally explained the reason.
So, thank you Erich Fromm for writing the book.
And thanks to 2 years younger Sena for writing it.