When I was maybe 10 I was in the car with two adult women. A love song came on the radio. I asked questions about it and was told “you’ll understand when you are older… you’re too young to be in love.”

And so I waited, many years, to experience and understand the mythical love.

When I would have romantic connections with men I would ask myself, “is this love?” …”is THIS love??”

I experienced what others would call being “in love”, that wild attachment and infatuation, even addiction to another. But not one of those experiences were healthy. Looking back I can see those were insecurity fueled unhealthy attachments.

We tend to “fall in love” with people who we perceive as having what we want, or of being able to save us, or people who match our old wounds.

Often we “marry our unfinished business.” We “fall in love” with people who match our old wounds as we subconsciously try to fix the old wound with a new person who will play out that story line with us.

We are blind to what’s really going on, and we refuse to look at it by simply calling it “love”. And in our mass delusion, no one questions it.