![[simp.png]] **Being your slave, what should I do but tend** **Upon the hours and times of your desire?** **I have no precious time at all to spend,** **Nor services to do, till you require. - Shakespeare, sonnet 57** It should have been glaringly obvious there's something not right, with how strongly I identified with that sonnet. **Healthy people** don't want an unshakable intensity that requires self abandonment to maintain. Media perpetuates this narrative. "Lose yourself in love. Go crazy in love. Do anything, for love. "" Boundaries? A sign of shaky conviction, surely. ***Boundaries are for losers.*** The physical energy and sheer time intensity it takes to capture the attention and affections of an avoidant person makes the breadcrumbs they offer feel like a prize to be won. ***That's not sustaining,*** though. That's a full time job trying to get someone to love you and treat you as though you matter. Like a slot machine of love. Intermittent. #love