Yet I struggle to imagine any other means of safely and efficiently raising a family other than love and monogamy.
Perhaps procreation in the setting of love and marriage serves a deeper need in the human besides the continuation of their genes.
This person, living with you sharing your most intimate moments, and those which are most ugly to oneself, serving as a means of exposing things which you keep hidden from yourself.
They are a reflection of images you don’t accept are your own.
Perhaps this is where the breakdown in these linkages occur, when you are shown something that you refuse to accept or stubbornly wish to hold on to, in some odd way feeling that it is a part of you. Then you begin to shift blame, to project dark feelings onto this person, as the cause for their existence instead of the catalyst of their unearthing.
Of course baser needs are always at the root of such things, but maybe our brain, endlessly adaptable and always useful and efficient employs the same mechanism to fill our Darwinian needs and our spiritual needs- these occupy a very intricate place in our existence giving a sense of purpose to our actions, driving the search for meaning in our lives something that again could circle back to giving us enough stability to survive while raising offspring.
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