It’s love’s fault.

When I think of the fights I have with those I love nowadays, most of them come down to the same struggle: “How much are you willing to give to support the ones you love?”

Whether it’s my family, my boyfriend, or my closest friends, it seems to me that we all have trouble finding that boundary between being supportive and simply spoiling. In most cases, the blurring factor is unconditional love, which is good, I guess, but it sure complicates things sometimes.

Unfortunately, the wise, protective voice of reason frequently interrupts and reminds me to return back to reality. There are so many times I wish I could quiet it.

Nonetheless, loving and being in love is like seeing and living in the world as it should be. It irritates the loveless because it’s as if those in love – especially truly, disgusting, giddy love – are on a drug that nulls the small, everyday troubles that typically bring people down. And you’ve got to admit: we’re all junkies.

More eloquently put:
“Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be.” -Anton Chekov

This year, I will find the courage to align my actions with my values, and at the same time, to love without limits.