Are You Love?

Are You Love?

“My first love was for my mother, my first hug, my first looks, my first touches, my first feelings, or rather the first love of my life, was my mother. Yes, the first love of my life, the person who made me who I am, was my mother. The person who made me who I am. It was my mother who prevented me. At times, I ran and hugged my mother. At times, I didn't want to hug her at all. At times, I wanted to hug her, but I was shy. I hugged him in case he didn't love me, in case he didn't see me, or because I knew he would. When I was a child and they said to me, 'You love this girl,' I was hesitant and said, 'What if she doesn't love me like my mother did?

When they told me to go and talk, I sweated and felt like I couldn't breathe. It was like I was afraid of rejection. Yes, I was afraid of rejection. Because when I asked for love from my mother, I was rejected and she did not give me her love. If the person you trust and love the most in this world does not accept you, then I think it would not be as natural as being afraid of love. I didn't believe it when they told me that this girl loves you. Because the person who gave birth to me once did not love me, and the person who gave me the gift of life did not love me. Will he love me? Only those who run to hug their mothers believe this. Only children who are not rejected by their mothers and are exposed to the flood of love believe this. I have always fallen short of loving and being loved. If a person cannot receive love, how can he give love or hug others? Without a doubt, “

Love, which is one of the basic building blocks of our lives, affects our lives to a great extent. For this reason, we make some efforts to exchange love. Sometimes these efforts may not yield results, sometimes we may have difficulty in achieving results. At this point, we can ask ourselves the following;

Did I receive love in my childhood?

How was my childhood?

From whom did I receive it when I was a child? What kind of love did I receive?

Did I feel lonely when I was a child?

Was there anyone who listened to me when I was a child?

By asking these questions, we can actually understand how our childhood was spent and what our childhood was like. By remembering the events we have experienced, we can try to find a way to love and be loved by understanding the love shown to us by our mother or father, which is actually the starting point of love.

 

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