Are love and like mutually exclusive, or can they coexist? Can you love someone and not like everything about them, not like everything they do, not like everything they say? Can someone be worth loving if they're not perfect?
I think perhaps my parents would say no. Could this be their old world mentality, or is it just "tough love"? And by the way, what the hell does that even mean? Tough love, tough this! I mean if true love can't get passed an imperfection, a disagreement, or a dislike, then pardon my language, but what the fuck are we doing here? Love could and love should do all of the above.
But many of us grew up in a black and white world: Someone uses narcotics - they are weak. Someone looses money - they are foolish. Someone becomes an addict - they are hopeless. Someone doesn't achieve WASP'ish success - they aren't trying hard enough. Love was only available when there was nothing to be forgiven, nothing to be disliked. Love meant perfection, and I'm tired. I am tired of the constant need to be more, make more, have more. Always, always more.
Let us make love more forgivable. Let it ebb and flow around faults. Let it be, let it feel. After all, that's what it's here for.
But love is forgiving, that's the whole point!
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