Thursday, March 09, 2006

Love is the Drug

We've all heard that love is like a drug. There have been countless songs written about love being addictive, like Robert Palmer's Addicted to Love and Bryan Ferry's Love is the Drug. Love really is like a drug.

An article I read not long ago explains this very well. Rhonda Grayson discusses the science of love in her article, Love is the Drug: "The part of the brain that lit up the strongest was that associated with rewards and pleasure, a finding not nearly as poetic as romantics would have thought. It turns out that, to the brain, love is just another reward, much like chocolate or money, or like a drug to an addict. This brain system gets used every time you want something."

One Love Addiction site lists the withdrawal symptoms we go through when we've lost the object of our addiction/craving:

sweating or rapid pulse
increased hand tremor
nausea or vomiting
physical agitation / irritability or easily excited
anxiety / panic
chills and sweating / clammy skin
loss of appetite
cramps and nausea
feeling of jumpiness or nervousness
feeling of shakiness
emotional volatility, rapid emotional changes
difficulty with thinking clearly
sensation of feeling the heart beat (palpitations)

Let me tell you, I've been there. I've had relationships in which I had no control. What a roller coaster ride.

My herione, Leah Ryan in my new release, Repo Chick Blues, uses sex as a drug sometimes, to distract her from the chaos of her life. When you're caught in the euphoria of sexual attraction and fantastic sex, you really don't care what's going on, right? *grin*

So tell me, have you ever been addicted to love? Leave a comment and I'll do a drawing for a free copy of Repo Chick Blues.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I was an extremely serious young woman. Love made me do something very uncharacteristic. I slowly moved in with a man beginning about 2 weeks from our first date. It began with a drawer for my things, then part of the closet, a bit of shelf space, and then I suddenly didn't need a place of my own since all of my belongings were there with me and my love.

Little Lamb Lost

9:33 AM  
Blogger Tracy Sharp said...

Funny how that happens, eh little lamb? Happens before you even realize it.

9:44 AM  
Blogger Amie Stuart said...

Yup......I have and lemme tell ya, sugar, I'll NEVER get that hooked on anyone again...It's been almost five years and I still get a knot in my stomach every time i think about him.

10:42 AM  
Blogger Tracy Sharp said...

Cece, the years fly by in a blink and it seems like yesterday. I remember one boyfriend I was that hooked on when I was only 16. When I think of him now I still feel that old yearning, and I'll be 39 in June. AND he was a total DICKWEED!

10:57 AM  
Blogger Jennifer Y. said...

I am afraid not...hmm...not sure I would want to go through those withdrawal symptoms.

12:05 PM  
Blogger Sasha White said...

I've never been addicted to Love. I've never been in Love. LOL . Lust, uhmm yup I can admit a fondness for being in Lust. *grin*

12:34 PM  
Blogger Tracy Sharp said...

Jennifer, I've gone through many of those withdrawal symptoms. Not fun at all.

Sasha, wow. You must have very high standards. I should be like you!

12:43 PM  
Blogger Amie Stuart said...

Lust rocks ;-)

1:10 PM  
Blogger Tracy Sharp said...

Cece, it does, but that's usually where I get into trouble in the first place!

1:29 PM  
Blogger Cyndi Redding said...

I went through a very addictive relationship with an older man. We kept breaking up--getting back together, breaking it off again--getting engaged, breaking the engagement...well, you get the picture. It was so powerful, I knew at the time it had to be addiction.

When he broke out engagement for the second time, I decided I couldn't see or communicate with him in any way or I'd just get sucked back in.

That was about 17 or 18 years ago. I still think about him, (and the great sex) but I'd be terrified of seeing him again. Geez, he's gotta be 60 now!

2:23 PM  
Blogger blackroze37 -tami said...

i was brought up, to not believe in love, well at least for a male, there was mother love for her child, child love fo rher mother, and family , grany/ on etc
but man i had a craving for a guy since i was 14, and now 37 (38 next month) he wsa and is sooooo HOT HOT HOT
i almost screwed him and ah i so hate myself at times for not goin ahead and trying to in a volks vw bug

2:57 PM  
Blogger Tracy Sharp said...

Cyndi, isn't it funny how it always seems to be the men who are the worst for us that we get addicted to? It's always the emotionally unstable relationships that hook us in. I think that's why the sex is so great, too.

2:58 PM  
Blogger snowflake said...

Love did make me do crazy things like sleeping over at my boyfriend's place against my parents' wishes, skipping classes, developing a love for rock music.

3:03 PM  
Blogger Tamara said...

Does a love for dark chocolate count?

3:30 PM  
Blogger Trace said...

Jenny, we all do stuff like that when we're crazy about someone :)

Tamara, I've been known to do some crazy stuff for dark chocolate! And I do go through the afore mentioned withdrawal symptoms when I'm without it!

3:46 PM  
Blogger robynl said...

I was addicted to my relationship with my first hubby who left me, cheated, came back after my begging, and then 5 years later kicked me out and divorced me. It sure makes one careful after that. Am now married to a wonderful guy for 16 yrs.

5:04 PM  
Blogger Amie Stuart said...

LOL Tamara that's funny! I feel the same about Godiva........

8:36 PM  
Blogger Trace said...

Black Rose, maybe it's good that you didn't :)

Robyn, that sucks! I'm kinda going through the same thing right now. Bastards!

9:48 PM  
Blogger KimW said...

I remember being addicted to love with a real bad boy and experiencing all those withdrawl symptoms. As Garth Brooks would say, "thank God for unanswered prayers". haha!

Cool title and cool storyline. Poor Leah....I want to know if there's some hot hunk out there to help her.

10:02 PM  
Anonymous kim clark said...

i remeber knowing that he was cheating on me and wanting to catch him in the act so i could say : see i am not crazy. Driving over to his place over the speed limit and my heart racing the adrenaline that i felt it was like the most intense drug i have ever done. yet in the end i did not need to catch him because i felt crazy trying to prove that i wasn't crazy.

1:06 AM  

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