Get back.

Nietzche philosophised that man can not have both great pleasure and little disappointment. Both pleasure and pain are intertwined in unfathomable ways, he says.

To derive the most pleasure from life, we must also bear the burden of disappointment, rejection and loss. 

For those of us who fear these things (especially if it is to an extent that it impacts upon our risk taking measures) we will be spared much of the atrocities of love. We will also, however, be ignorant of the many joys of a real relationship.

I am stuck somewhere between these two extremes; skirting the boundaries of risk yet always ending up safe inside my own conservative world.

Why can I not just step off this isolated ledge into what could very well be the happiness I long for?