Acceptance of your own emotions is perhaps the most important lesson I’ve learned this year. Until you accept how you really feel, everything else is secondary. Once you accept yourself you are more likely to accept others.
Love in particular is a tricky emotion because it often distorts your perception of the other person and very rarely can you be truly objective.
How many people (including myself) have tried to change a person to fit how they/we want them or expect them to be, rather than just accepting them for who they really are? What makes it even more unbelievable and unrealistic is that we expect THEM to love us faults and all.
Maybe it’s this realisation that makes you understand what love truly is. It took me 32 years to figure it out, which I consider some kind of achievement. It also made me see I’ve finally become what I believe that being a grown up is all about.