It’s that time of year again. The time where everything is obnoxiously pink and people think snogging while others are eating their damn dinner is fine.
I’m perpetually single (big surprise!) and one of the things I get annoyed with is the ‘what a waste’ comment. As if me not falling in love with a man means I have somehow never known what it is to love and be loved in return *sings Moulin Rouge soundtrack*.
Does love only look one way? I would argue not.
I fervently believe love comes in all forms. Much like the Ancient Greeks believed. Love isn’t just romantic or sexual. Love is so many things. Just because a woman hasn’t fallen in love romantically before doesn’t mean she’s never felt the madness of love itself. We fall in love so many times in our lives, in so many different ways, and I don’t think any of them are more or less important than any other. So, smug couples, do one. We’re all in love in our own way.
The Ancient Greeks believed there are actually seven types of love. Which is partly why there’s still an argument around the whole Patroclus/ Achilles relationship. I still think they were gay, shoot me. Anyway, back to those seven types of love…
- Eros – Sexual, reckless love. Hence the word ‘erotic’. The internet tells me the Greeks actually feared this type of love because of it causing said recklessness. Oh, the madness of love.
- Philia – The love of a really close friend. The official definition is brotherly love, but let’s not be sexist, yeah? This is the one lots of people claim Achilles and Patroclus felt. LIES…in my opinion.
- Ludus – Playful love. Full of innocence and joy.
- Pragma – Everlasting love. That of a long-term relationship/ marriage (I assume before the sexless bitter years, anyway…).
- Agape – The love of the soul and humanity. I don’t really know what this means but it sounds good, doesn’t it? Alas, I’ve spent far too long in customer service to feel any love for humanity.
- Philautia – Self-love. This one hasn’t made it to the UK as most of us seem riddled with self-hatred but, again, it sounds splendid.
- Storge (a fabulous word!) – The love of a person for their child. Aw. This could really be the love of any family member, provided they’re not dicks.
Anyway, this was just to show how many different forms of love there are in the world. How many different ways we can love so many different people. I’d say there are far more than just seven. What about the love of a person for their dog? And, honestly, reading a great book is a little like falling in love.
I also believe soul mates don’t have to be romantic. Your child or your best friend or even your dog could be your soul mate (I mean, come on, dogs are everyone’s soul mates). We prioritise romantic love in movies and with days like today but really all the forms of love are equal.
LOVE IS LOVE.
Had to be done.
Anyway, go out and love whoever or whatever you please. Just don’t make it weird. Happy Valentine’s Day, friends.