Let’s talk over a nice bunch of flowers my friend my sister, shall we? Well, I didn’t have time to buy one for today, but the intention is there and I invite you to give yourself gifts in general.
First of all, I’m not an expert in love relationships, I failed in all my romantic relationships after having been trapped into abuse for years (that wasn’t love at all but fear). But I still have the impression that we could agree on one thing: Love is good, love feels good. What do you think about that?
Yes, we can disagree or even argue, but always with respect. If we fall into guilt, gaslighting, threats of suicide, violent acts and terror, then we exit the love zone. Reading a commentary on a French channel “Mon bien-être autonome par Eléos m’a dit”my heart was torn as I read the commentary of a woman who excused her man’s unloving behavior because he was a wounded bird. Is that what love is? Doesn’t she deserve the respect of a man who can stand on his feet and be proud of his actions?
Love elevates, and makes us better. And yes it does exist, doesn’t it?