To receive love you must be able to not only feel its absence, but understand and make peace with that vacuous wound. In ways, you can’t receive love until you’re able to empathize with yourself. Otherwise it’ll be your ego exploiting the love, and that wound of absence that is in most desperate need of that love will never get it. Because it’s an abomination to the ego. An Achilles heel. A reminder of mortality. It bursts the grandiose bubble. It humbles. Quite paradoxical no? Not really. Things just don’t work in the linear fashion as demanded by a controlling mind. It labels what it hasn’t calculated or what falls outside its spectrum “odd”, “paradoxical”, “weird”, “unreliable”.