By veggiewolf Love is an infinite thing. It cannot be used up, like a cup of sugar, and if you nourish it, it multiplies like a rabbit family. A soft, cuddly rabbit family, with floppy ears and adorable feet…
Okay, let’s try this again without the rabbits, shall we?
When it comes to love, I find it much easier to think about in abstract than specifics. Even though I believe it is endless and exists in myriad varieties, the truth is that I am not really with being on the receiving end of it. I know I am loved by various people, because they tell me, and I know I love several people in different ways but, in truth, emotional entanglement is a minefield I prefer to try to avoid. I’ve broken off relationships numerous times when my partner declared they loved me because I didn’t want that sort of emotional entanglement, and it is why I try to stick with platonic friendships and friendships with sexual components (if things move in that direction.)
That’s not to say I don’t let every relationship find its own level, and (all evidence to the contrary) it doesn’t contradict with the way I …read more
Source: Fluid Morality