You're in bed on a Friday night, wrapped in blankets, tired from working all day. You feel so crushingly alone that you can't even commit to watching Netflix, the prospect of absorbing new characters is too emotionally daunting. You see
I was in my mid-twenties when I first learned to understand love "as the will to extend one's self for the purpose of nurturing one's own or another's spiritual growth" - bell hooks, "All About Love"
American society is sick