Nowadays the platonic feeling has become something almost shameful, shameful, testifying to your defectiveness, insolvency. At best - temporary, at worst - incurable. If you do not sleep with anyone personally, then no one wants you. Either you are not a fighter and you can not get what you want. Either worse: not only a ugly fellow, but also a fool, experiencing a relationship with a man only in sweet dreams ...
At the age of fourteen I fell in love with a famous actor. The platonic feeling lasted almost to eighteen: at an age when some classmates had already become pregnant and hoped to marry, I still wrote poems in the notebook devoted to the "beautiful prince." And if my sexually developed peers knew about this, they would have given me an icy neglect and endowed me with the brand of an unfinished loser ...
Later, most of their early marriages broke up, a minority of sexy Loliths turned over the years to the marvel of respectable family clubs. But the salt of history is not in this, but in the fact that I constantly wrote poems, fairy tales and essays in his honor, I turned from an ordinary love-lyric poet, rhyming blood-love, into a writer with a well-stuffed hand. Neither my mother, nor my father, nor my teachers were able to do what I did for love for the aspects of secret platonic love - to teach me to work regularly on myself. Thanks to a seemingly stupid and infantile feeling, forcing me to drive by hand every day, like clockwork, I signed out, went to literary studios, got a job in a magazine, went to college.
I do not remember how many years I swore to myself that, after growing up, I would never laugh at this naive love, but I kept my word. For I know for sure: my writing "I" was born from it. In the same way as the "I" of the poet Petrarch, whose unrequited love for the married Laura gave birth to sonnets, brought to the next level all the literature of the Renaissance. The only difference is that, unlike me, Petrarch did not know about sublimation - the transformation of sexual energy into a creative product or something else, "more valuable socially." For those who do not recognize purely creative values, I will add a couple more facts. On receipt in the theater institute I was provoked by the fact that my film-loving person also studied there. Later, after interviewing him, I brought the article to the newspaper - and so I found a permanent place of work. Even later, I wrote about my girlhood passions, based on which the movie was shot, which became the first adaptation of my works ... Here is a short history of transforming unsuccessful love into a successful career. And if so, can you call love unsuccessful?
When a love feeling (because of the lack of reciprocity in the aspects of secret platonic love) does not take time and energy, you usually spend both of them on becoming worthy of love - for self-improvement, movement up. I know a girl who, from a yearning to get close to the subject of Platonic feelings, has mastered a new profession and reached considerable heights in it. And somewhere along the road her disembodied passion was replaced by a physiological passion - to another man ... But all her achievements remained with her.
Simply he can always borrow money from him if necessary, it is with him that he periodically turns risky business projects, it is with him that he talks "heart to heart" in the kitchen and dances at all joint holidays (her husband does not like dancing). From it, she regularly receives and much-needed woman feeding: compliments, delights, the feeling that you are welcome (all that sooner or later cease to radiate husbands). And, judging by the fact that, changing long-legged maidens, the gentleman remains faithful to one platonic love, he is also satisfied with this option - the knight of a beautiful lady with the mark "light". Here you and love, and friendship, and business, and the trembling of the soul, and the conscience is clear, and the sex on the side to deal with no one interferes. And the most stupid thing that can be done closer to the anniversary of such relations is to sleep with each other. In the best case, everything will remain as it is, at worst - the tickling, invigorating "maybe" existing in the form of a beautiful fantasy picture, will turn into an insulting "definitely not", confirmed by a rough and vulgar reality.
And in the end - another platonic "plus". In the thirtieth year of my life, I suddenly realized that I fall in love completely with men that I can not be happy with. On the contrary, my body, all seven senses and fantasy are excited at the sight of male creatures who are absolutely unfit for a happy life together: slender, long-haired, capricious, narcissistic, ambitious (just like my first film love!).
With the first I wisely stopped meeting, the latter I did not like. It remained to sit at home and watch TV ... This is where the platonic love to film actors tested in the young years came to the rescue. It's easy to fall in love with an actor! Even if he plays the image of a big, kind, simple and clear guy that you dislike - the entire film industry, the screenwriter, the make-up artist, the director are working to make you fall in love with him. At first it was like sports: but can I in principle change my tastes and stock up on someone else? It turned out, I can, if a "good guy" is played, for example, by Brendan Fraser ...
By the way , my best friend claims that my husband is like him. I do not think so. But this version, of course, worthy of study. It turns out that if at fourteen I platinized in love with Kalyagin, would I always like small, fat men? And if an intelligent mother wants to instill in her daughter a reaction to the correct type of a man, should she put her films with Russell Crow and Kevin Costner from a young age?
In any case, it's too late for me to check this theory from my own experience. But if I ever have a daughter, I will definitely continue this article.