When we think of connection, we think of all kinds of things, I'm sure. We call it attachment to all of our feelings of being attracted to a person, a living thing, a thing, an event, a moment, or a feeling. We love it, it's called attachment, we can't give it up, it's called attachment again. Even when we order a dish we love to eat in the same place, we still end up saying "I'm hooked". We name every emotion within us that motivates us and gives us enthusiasm as attachment. Let's see if we're actually doing it right? Attachment according to psychology; It is defined as the individual's tendency to expect closeness from another person and the individual's feeling of security when this person is around. In other words, this concept, which we direct towards every stirring within us and the feeling of not being able to give up, only covers people. I think the reason why we always eat the same pasta in the same place because we love it so much is because we are a little fond of our stomachs.
Attachment, as defined in psychology, tells us not to see the other person as individuals who will only meet our needs and accepts this. The moment we feel connected to someone, we see the other person as individuals who must do everything for us. When we are sad, the only person who can relieve it is the person we are attached to, or all the reasons for our happy moments are concentrated in that person, or that person always has to make us happy. In this sense, I think we all misunderstood connecting together and we are very happy this way.
For centuries, all books, movies, songs and folk songs tell us that this feeling is the most unique thing in the world. They are about people who give up on themselves to reunite with each other under all the pain and trouble. Beneath every word there is a tear, a abandonment, perhaps a loss of one's whole self with the feeling of not being able to reunite. Sometimes they say that one thing, 'attachment', is not enough for their love to continue, the love they feel as if it flows through their veins. When the whole world stands against them and they have one last step to take, they show that they take that step towards that person. They summarized so beautifully that establishing a bond should be based solely on the expectation of love from the other party... Now, when we look at it, the giving ups are called 'I can'ts'. Find excuses to leave He grows and tries to climb the steps of life that he believes are best for him, leaving aside the love of a whole group of people who think about his own life. They don't know that they will be stuck in a place where there is no lovelessness, and they don't know that when they go to bed at night, they will hold on to the corners of the bond they gave up, separated by stitches. As time becomes crueler to people, people show a more secretive attitude towards those they are attached to, and they rush to the bottom to escape from that feeling. That's why I can say that how beautiful the old-time loves were, like everything else in the old times... Those loves that one tried until their last breath to live without giving up, no matter what anyone said. Mountains climbed to see a pair of eyes, or letters given to the newspaper to reach the one you love... In those days, people were making sacrifices for their loved ones as much as they loved them. Hearts are attached not to a single moment but to the person who made it happen. Such beautiful sentences have been written to explain how sometimes love is not enough, and how no matter what is done, that bond between them is cut with a pair of scissors. Sometimes they explained how they gave up so that nothing could happen to that love and that insurmountable bond between them. Just like İzzet Günay said to Türkan Şoray: 'Love was not enough, we were going to meet a long time ago.'
Hold tightly to the moments when what is in your heart lights your path. If you want to hold on to what is waiting for you at the end of the road with the same feeling, even if you have broken away from chronic bonds and run for miles, hold on to this feeling. And think about whether the thing you think you can't give up is the end of a rope or two pairs of eyes? Now I ask you, are we connected, really?
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