speaking from my experience, you'll know it's real love when it inspires you to be a better person; when it supports individual growth; when it feels safe and secure; when it respects boundaries; when it chooses reality over fantasy; when it accepts imperfections; when it navigates through challenges with both compassion and reason; when it encourages honesty and authenticity; when it honors independence. rainer maria rilke puts it so beautifully, "love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other." if it does the opposite, that's not love, that's fear. i believe that love makes you see clearer and helps you make wiser decisions. i don't believe in "love makes people stupid" – no, fear does.
Apr 13, 2025

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Really Love that quote!! we’ve only been talking for two weeks and it feels so Real all the time. i think about how i can improve my life not to impress him but make it even better to have him be a part of (?) [if that makes sense] ….. Lots of clarity in this response Thank U Thank U
Apr 13, 2025
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@NOSLEEPTILLBROOKLYNN that makes sense! it's not a performance, it's genuine care, which is beautiful
Apr 14, 2025
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yes! this! like it should not be extravagant and dramatic all the time it should be peaceful and grounding
Apr 13, 2025
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@MOONBEAMS exactly! it should be nourishing rather than intoxicating; fulfilling rather than draining. let's not confuse love with infatuation or obsession. no mind games, no emotional rollercoasters, no hot and cold behavior. just peace and clarity
Apr 14, 2025
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