Why does one often feel a dislike (or a lesser form of hate) after a break up? (Suggested by a friend. This is how I'm going to maintain my writing now, so question away!)
Relationships are a lot like playing the stock market, and I emphasize the word “play” because it’s ultimately a game:
At first you enter the ring and you’re bombarded with symbols and companies,
you’re a little unsure at what to invest in but eventually you find something. So now you’re thinking about buying a number of shares; maybe you buy a lot because you think it’s going to work out or maybe you buy a few and see where it goes. Time passes. You’ve had your ups and downs and perhaps a couple dividends, if you know what I mean! Eventually this investment embodies not only your money but your time, it becomes a part of you—it has a value.
But just like in a relationship you don’t control everything and the stock market can be unpredictable at times, in fact, so unpredictable that one day you wake up and find that your investment has crashed. Naturally you’re angry so you start punching your pillow, drop a couple f-bombs, put a couple holes in the wall! No longer are you as wealthy as you once were—that part of you is gone! It’s this transformation of the self, this need to make up for what has gone astray, that ultimately sets in anger (hate) and vengeance.
It becomes no different in a relationship when one’s ‘investment’ is betrayed or no longer valued. A part of you is removed and that being that you once mutually-made with that person is squandered. No longer are you a “we”, no longer are you “one soul in two bodies” (Montaigne)—what you now become is an individual lost-at-sea who has to redefine his being. It’s the depressing realization that what you once considered meaningful and true is merely meaningless and artificial. Does it come as a surprise that love juxtaposes hate and vengeance? Not at all.
What anger/hate serves in such a situation is a replacement of that initial-meaning: you take that canvas and you paint over it with contrasting colors and opposing strokes—you redefine what it means to you. We don’t like to be empty, we like to feel complete and in control. It is for this reason that no paradox stands between love and hate since structurally they serve as profound implications for meaning towards the Other. A love-hate relationship works because both parties come to understand not only what they truly love about the other person but what they truly hate and this multiplies the definition and structure of the relationship. In contrast, a relationship purely based off love will have no experience coping with the possibility of anger and hate, making the relationship fragile.
Conversely with hate may come the urge for vengeance—a way of getting even. A want to make that person feel the same suffering and pain and experience what it is to be you. Interestingly enough it’s this desire to make the other feel such rage that stems from the bond the two shared initially. You want to think that you’re one and of the same, as twisted as that may seem, but not at all surprising. Vengefulness is nothing new to the human (If you look at the story of The Iliad, what is considered “justice” is simply revenge upon the enemy and further one looks at the Old Testament: “eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth” or “Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord.”,) just like love isn’t; in fact, they probably spawned as one.
Overall what this all boils down to be it anger, hate, dislike, and/or vengeance is really just a means of negation; which is to say, when love dissolves one is faced with the realization that there is no longer the other person to make love, and though you may still feel it, it’s a hopeless and dead-end feeling and one replaces it with hate or anger. Now whether or not this is the best solution is open to debate, but hate, anger, and vengeance are understandable and possibly expected reactions, and more often than not they’re temporary directions to accepting the fate of one’s life.


