I had the privilege of dating a man who I knew was emotionally unavailable to me (he was recovering from a devastating break-up).
Though I knew this, I couldn't help but love who he was as a person. I spent a lot of time reflecting about that and how stupid I felt at first. I did a lot of journaling during that period of my life.
What I ultimately came to understand is that L*** is a selfish emotion.
When I tell someone I love them, I am merely expressing the pleasure I get from their presence in my life, in my bed, and/or in my thoughts.
I will never be able to make someone else feel the feelings I have...nor can I feel the feelings they have for me.
All I can do is give them verbal validation of my selfish enjoyment and show them in my actions what I'm willing to do to keep feeling that wonderful feeling that is called L***.
I love my daughter's father, I love my daughter, I love RV, I love you...all in different ways, all for different reasons, and all with different limitations on what I'm willing to do to keep feeling those selfish feelings.
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