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The first time I remember truly falling in love, it was looking into a pair of brown eyes. Of course you guessed right, it ended in premium tears but that’s not what this expose is about…

on second thought, let me give you a back story on how I came to be in this place I am now. Maybe not a place, more like a state.

So, I have always been the person who believes; love is no do or die affair. You can be in love and still use your brain.

I still believe this but I had a different schooling on this when I met a particular guy. Before him, I was used to playing it safe like staying with a person because they are good and not necessarily because you are head over heels or cannot possibly imagine your life without them in it.

Visualize this; someone catering to all your emotional needs and you still feel like you are missing something. Being so emotionally secured yet dissatisfied…

Then you meet someone who doesn’t even care as much or even meets a fraction of your emotional needs yet you can risk all for such a one…

Truth is, you can have everything right and still feel like you are settling. You then find yourself where every thing isn’t perfect. Yet, you are loving every bit of the messy choas.

Asides from that being a pointer that you may actually love drama or toxicity, it may also just genuinely reflect that you are not yet where you want to be.

For me, I realized I wanted someone I didn’t have to hide some part of myself from.

This doesn’t mean that when you find that person, they’d value you as much as you do them. The reason may be that we all have different emotional needs.

Like I have learnt, we all have different orientation on love and how a relationship should play out.

Can I ask a question if you don’t mind?

What really determines the success of a relationship? Is it marriage? If it is, what happens when a marriage fails? Does that mean the relationship wasn’t successful or does it mean simply that death is really what determines if there was ever true love between two people?

Basically, can longevity be yardstick for measuring true love?

I don’t have the answers…

Bottom line, I have loved, been loved and still loving. Even so I am still finding new ways to love and accept love.

Love is an eternal expression. Instead of being focused on how it ends or what it ends up as… I think it is much more important to appreciate the process.

XOXO,

Love doctor😉