The weird dynamic of MENTAL HEALTH ... in love relationships

I've written as usual ... having my self therapy sessions.
Making all clear in front of the public, but not being afraid or ashamed.
Not anymore.
Having probably the only real conclusion that ... in fact ... the love stories are extremely risky for our mental health.
No matter who we might be.
And ... it's not about the partner, but probably because ... i don't really know how to react in front of so many contradictory emotions.
Feeling overwhelmed.
Then ... ruined.
Or even totally destroyed.
Most certainly ready ... for becoming patient at the mental health hospital.
So ... I like it or not ... the dynamic itself is weird.
All is so beautiful ... but then something happens ... and i totally lose the control of myself.
Feeling lost.
Hopeless.
Without any real chance to be saved.
Fortunately or unfortunately ... any end is the beginning of a new start.
And ... the next thing i do after the breakup ... is to look at another soul that will be suitable to accompany me ... into this strange journey, called ... life.
Feeling addicted of women.
Of their energies.
No matter of ... risks.
Losing my minds becoming ... simply normality. Part of life