Love is a strange little thing, founded on mutual ground we think, but perhaps more than anything else based on how we cope with the ground that is not so mutual.
We all wish and need to be loved, loved for who we are – and perhaps more than anything else not in spite of our darker sides – but because of them. We seek some form of acceptance in the ones we have in our everyday life, they know us and we need to know we are loved as a whole, and not for bits and pieces. We need that someone special to share our shameful little corners with, and perhaps we sometimes forget that it is the same the other way around?
It is Wednesday, perhaps one with interactional love – I wish you all a great day 🙂