#lovething

Lovething

Mikan Tsumiki from Danganronpa is an autistic agender lovething cutething medgenevaviolic sickcute hospitalcoric medigender doctorgender doctornursegender doctornursething yamidoctor doctorthing doctorcreature doctorbeing sapphic who uses they/them, she/her, and it/its pronouns!

They're in love with Chiaki Nanami, an autistic gamergender nonbinary lesbian who uses she/her and they/them pronouns!

Catlovething!

A gender related to being the concept or embodiment of love, a cat and a thing; a catlovething; or being both catthing and lovething (Not necessarily romantic love)

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Genderfluid Lovething!

This is a combination of @gennerflooid 's lovething and a genderfluid flag recolor!

If I sit down and have an open and honest conversation with myself (yes, I answer myself back too and if that makes me crazy, I am what I am) and look back at the people I have had loving relationships with, romantic and platonic alike, I notice that I have always leaned on words of affirmation to help me navigate through the road to a “successful relationship”.   The irony is the romantic relationships of my past are just that, my past as in not my present or future.  It all fell apart somewhere.  So the more I ponder on the abundance of times I have heard this pregnant phrase “I love you” in the past as well as hyper-focusing on the absence of this phrase in my present, many questions come to my mind.  

Was I/Am I doing myself a disservice to put so much credence into these words and what they mean and don’t mean and what they say and don’t say?  Do the words “I love you” have to be said by one person and heard by another to be truly felt?  Can the loving actions and consistent presence of two people in a relationship be enough to survive on?  Is it simply enough to feel loved and committed to from your partner but never hear the actual phrase “I love you”?  Am I being naïve and narrow-minded to believe in what another person’s idea of love should be?  Are words of affirmation just one of many languages of love (as the famed book by Gary Chapman describes) or are they necessary to be happy and fulfilled in a relationship?  Is the concept of love an objective idea or a subjective idea to the two people living it?  Meaning, is there a right way to love another person?  Assuming all the simple components of the idea of love are present, should somebody’s profession of love or lack thereof be scrutinized?  Who is to say the person who oversays the phrase “ I love you” is any better off than the person who doesn’t say it enough yet shows it in actions?  Ughhhhh, this real love stuff can really shake you up!

But the question that is ringing the loudest is do I truly know what love is and do I understand all that one word encompasses?   How can I require or expect my partner to say those impactful words to me when I am too scared myself to utter them, even though I know I am in love with him?  Here is where I have to look inward and search my soul to ascertain what I am feeling about him, about us.  Am I in love with myself enough to be able to love another person wholly?  I fall in and out of love with myself quite regularly.  It’s a struggle and one I think we can all relate to.  

I may not know all the answers to all the questions that surround this topic, but I do know that everyone loves differently.   Everyone is raised by a unique set of circumstances and everyone experiences adult relationships uniquely, don’t they?  I believe that translates to no one person loves the same.  For instance, even though siblings could be raised by the same set of parents they will undoubtedly have a slightly different view or meaning of love.   All people fall in and out of love and carry those wounds or positive benefits with them for some period of time, ostensibly shaping their future relationships.  So Love really is quite a beautiful and frightening notion.  It’s beautiful in that we are all unique, and the way we walk through life is like nobody before us or after us.  It’s frightening in that we are all a mystery to each other, and the unknown is a scary place to travel.