This felt like a mini-epiphany for me. Although being unconditionally loved has an appeal to it, I’ve always personally perfered when people bond with me on the basis of my ideas rather then on another concept.
Being able to convince someone, or find others who’ve come to similiar conclusions, makes my connection to them feel significantly more meaningful.
I’m also a bit of a stubborn person, so when I get into a conversations about a topic I care about, and through person I’m interacting with won’t choose to comprehend the reasoning for my claim and engage with it, it genuinely makes me upset.
Nuerodivergence is a topic I’m always learning more about, and every new insight I get about my own brain, or how it interacts with soceity, is fascinating.
I personally am much more comfortable when people’s love for me is conditional. I like to know that it is based on real aspects of who I am, and thus would not be guaranteed to stay if those things changed in a way the other person was not happy with. If love is truly “unconditional,” if there is no change in myself that would make you revoke it, then do you really love me, or do you love the abstracted idea of me?
This felt like a mini-epiphany for me. Although being unconditionally loved has an appeal to it, I’ve always personally perfered when people bond with me on the basis of my ideas rather then on another concept.
Being able to convince someone, or find others who’ve come to similiar conclusions, makes my connection to them feel significantly more meaningful.
I’m also a bit of a stubborn person, so when I get into a conversations about a topic I care about, and through person I’m interacting with won’t choose to comprehend the reasoning for my claim and engage with it, it genuinely makes me upset.
Nuerodivergence is a topic I’m always learning more about, and every new insight I get about my own brain, or how it interacts with soceity, is fascinating.
I personally am much more comfortable when people’s love for me is conditional. I like to know that it is based on real aspects of who I am, and thus would not be guaranteed to stay if those things changed in a way the other person was not happy with. If love is truly “unconditional,” if there is no change in myself that would make you revoke it, then do you really love me, or do you love the abstracted idea of me?
Frankly, at times, even the “unconditional love” seems conditional to me and doesn’t really value me.