Nope, not that L Word. [Sidenote: having previously identified as a lesbian for a couple years I feel obligated to tell you that we aren’t all Bettes and Tinas. Some of us are Whitneys. Just kidding, there is nothing real about that L word.]
I am talking about that four letter word that has our palms sweating and our stomachs doing somersaults, our hearts pounding in our chests and our spirits soaring.
Here’s what I know:
- You don’t need to be “in love” to love someone.
- Love and heartbreak go hand in hand.
- Sometimes loving someone is not enough.
- Love is what makes it all worth it.
They tell you when it’s right, you’ll know. When it’s true it’ll be easy. But that sounds like romantic bullshit to me and I’m calling their bluff. I think it’s always a struggle. You always have to fight for what you want. And when you’re knee deep in it, slogging through hurt feelings and runaway emotions, surrounded by empty tissue boxes and half eaten cartons of Ben & Jerry’s Half Baked ice cream, you’ll ask yourself, is this worth it? And the answer is yes. It is most always worth it. Because if you don’t fight then you’ll never know. At least that’s been my experience so far.
For all you romantics out there who are feeling the sting of love: