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For the sake of blogging and self-exploration and contemplation, I’ve been slowly making my way through answering questions from this list.
Today’s question : What does it mean to allow another person to truly love you?
I was tempted to skip over this question, but it’s kind of cheap to conveniently skip the more difficult subjects. Forwarning, however, that this won’t be the most optimistic blog entry.
I have no idea what that means. I don’t even really understand the question, is “allowing” even relevant in love? Do you ask someone’s permission to love them, or is it just something that IS; if you love someone, you love someone? If you’re lottery lucky maybe they love you the same way you love them, or maybe it’s unrequited, or maybe it’s just overwhelmingly complicated – but I don’t think “allow” is part of the equasion.
Will you allow someone who loves you to be a close part of your life? That’s a different, more specific question. But that’s not THIS question.
I guess my answer is simpler and easier than I first anticipated, there is no such thing as allowing someone to love you. You don’t get any control over that whatsoever, just like you don’t get to control who you love. Feelings exist without permission, without regard for the feelings of others. The only choice you get in regard to your feelings is what to do about them.