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Why finding true love is so confusing

The net is full of websites that describe true love. Some are psychologists view of true love, some romantic notions of a teenager, some from the pen of a horny old goat, some from spiritualists, and some for philosophers and the list goes on. Your friends have an opinion, your relatives have an opinion and your parents have a few words of wisdom to throw in, too. True Emotion Mirror experts, in my opinion are close to the truth, but there’s experts, and then there is experts. Some give you hope simply because they can’t stand the look of disappointment in your eyes, even if they knew deep down that what you’ve got isn’t worth much, but they think that’s all you can afford. I know different.

Imagine you were an orphan who, at turning 21 got informed that their parents left them a huge property that nobody has accessed in a couple of decades, and a rumour has it that in that house they left you a diamond necklace worth millions. The trouble is, there’s also a replica or two, because they thought that would keep the real thing safe, some are better than others, made by different jewellers, but the real item is beyond description. Unlike nothing you’ve ever seen. So rare it is to find a necklace made by this artist, that only few people have even seen anything like it, and only the most discerning of experts would be able to tell the real one from the replicas, because most experts have never seen one themselves. All they have is each other and descriptions based on who-knows how many second hand experiences. The trouble is that nobody knows where the diamond necklace you’re looking for is hidden, or if it’s even still in the house. It most likely is still in the house, and you set out to look for it. You may even have friends helping you, but the search is endless.

What you have to help you are sketches and writings of the necklace and ones made by the same jeweller, but they are not well marked. You don’t know which description fits which piece. They help you identify it once you find it – given you’ve got the right description. The documents are drawn by all sorts of people, even newspapers, authors of which knew very little about quality jewellery but were dazzled by this piece nonetheless when they saw it; some even worn by your mother, but the descriptions are not as detailed as the ones made by an expert.

You find necklaces of all sorts. Some you know instantly to not be the one you’re looking for, some get your heart racing for a second before you realize that that’s not it. Of some you are quite convinced for a long while that this is it, but the longer you search, the more desperate you become to find it, and the likelier you are to go back to the old ones and try and convince yourself that this is the one. “Wait a minute – this here description of these things say that… And you look back to one of the necklaces that you found and you figure… That really looks like what this article says.” You are happy for a while that you found the real thing, until you spot something that really makes it difficult to deny the truth: “Not the genuine article.”

One day you come across this beautiful piece that is stored in a nice black case and it’s stored in your parents library of all places. Your heart jumps, the description fits, it’s the right one! To make sure, you call a few experts, describing the piece, to some you confess the differences, to some you don’t to some you tell a slightly different story than to others, some pick up a difference you thought was a match, and some experts will eagerly confirm your finding to be the real thing even though they can’t see it in person because of the location of your estate. (Because most of you Mirrors are separated, you see. Can’t see you in person.) Some others hesitate a bit and say they can’t be exactly certain, because it’s a very well made replica. To the best of them, you send a series of detailed photos in different angles and you get a crushing response: “A nice article, very nice, but not the genuine article.” They even go to a detailed description of why they believe that way – but you decide that based on another article written, this is the genuine thing.

You seek more experts, some of which are not exactly reliable and some say it’s the right one, some say it isn’t, but as you keep chasing experts, you forget that there is still a possibility that the real necklace may still be in the house. “You’ll know when you find it” the letter from your mum says. A letter that was written so long ago that the necklace might well be gone. “Don’t worry, once you see it, you don’t need experts. It’s exquisite.” You know she wants you to find it, and she means it, but what if you simply don’t know? You’ve never seen one before, nor have all the experts, most of which are blissfully unaware that they haven’t as they’ve been dazzled by the same replicas you have. You are so happy with the one you found that you decide to focus solely on preserving it, wearing it with pride, calling all your friends to see it – whatever it is that people do with diamonds, I don’t know. 😀

In the meanwhile, the genuine articles is somewhere in the house. Of course, if you weren’t so enthralled by this one that you found, you might start cleaning up the place and find it by accident. Or you could just keep looking. After all, you are asking people questions to confirm that you’re in love with the right person, ehrm, necklace…

Then one day you see it. It’s tossed into a drawer like a common trinket, but you don’t even have to take it out of the drawer when you already see it shimmer in a way the other ones didn’t, “it is exquisite” you mumble to yourself and remember your mother’s words. Carefully you pull it out and look at it. Unlike anything you’ve ever seen.

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