It is all wired in us.

Have you ever fallen in love and felt obsessed with your lover? Studies now show that people in the early stages of love have lower levels of serotonin (associated with happiness and well-being) and higher levels of cortisol (associated with stress). Interestingly this is very similar to those who have Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, and it explains why we act out of character when we fall for someone.

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A case at hand is like when you get mad at someone that you have fallen for, for many a reason perhaps? They socialize too much, they give you less attention…A dangerous playing- field you are trending here. Remember a healthy relationship should give space, time and understanding. A bit of misunderstanding here an there, ups and downs. Everything that involves healthy. (That's a story for another day)

That tag in your chest, that pang in your heart that threatens to explode it into a myriad of smithereens. Cortisol my dear friend, is the culprit. No wonder many a person, can relate to doing whatever it takes for the sake of love. Crazy huh? But it’s true. Nevertheless, Serotonin a more interesting bit of all this love hullabaloo, evokes a sensual feel of joy, an unsettled atmosphere of rapturous sense of affection. A sentiment of wanting to spend all the time with your lover, sharing, talking, snuggling and doing all that crazy closeness stuff. It’s all wired into every living being.

Now you know. Share and have a merry Christmas.

Loughran'

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