Co pro mě znamená láska? // What does love mean to me?
Co pro mě znamená láska? Napsala jsem na tohle téma příspěvky na svůj instagram (tady a tady). S každou novou zkušeností, ale poznávám úplně jiný dimenze. A taky strachy.
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What does love mean to me? I have already written two posts on this topic on my Instagram (here and here). With each experience, however, I recognize a completely different dimension of love. And also fears.
Because in the past I thought I had to fight for it. Unless it hurts, it's not real and I have to fight to deserve it. Just like in fairy tales. But this toxic view of love and relationships then leaves us with the unfulfilled expectations that we see on TV or on Instagram. But it is often far from reality.
Love is indeed a nice feeling, but it is not enough by itself. It's a job of two people willing to work on it. It's a connection and no one says it has to last forever (except for fairy tales and movies). As my favorite Eliška Remešová says, it is a skill and it is definitely not easy to work on it. Every relationship is unique and we all have our own expectations from it. We all need love in our own language and have our own traumas that prevent us from expressing it.
Communication and understanding are one of the most important attributes I need from another (and I think I'm not alone). I have always been an overthinker and I analyze every situation, which often makes a mess in my head. But only in mine, so it's important to say it out loud. Don't be afraid to say out loud even utter nonsense, which if you explain and understand each other, can bring you closer. I didn't understand that for a long time and I was afraid to say a lot of things loudly. Because I was scared that when the other person found out about my dark sides and the things I don't like about myself, he'd run away.
But the right person will not want to change you or take away what makes you you. The right person is with you precisely because you are you.
The hardest thing I ever had to do in my life was let go of someone I wanted to keep. Do you know the song in which it is sung - Only know you love her when you let her go? - I know that feeling very well. And it feels pretty shitty, to be honest.
But that’s life.
Love isn't about owning someone, it's about giving them freedom even though it might hurt you. It should be the least selfish thing because instead of yourself, you think more about the other person. What is good for the other person, regardless of what you want.
Doing things out of love, not for love.