When I was a young woman one of my favourite expressions was “Love is just an overdose of horniness.” As I got older and became worldly, that perspective changed to “Love isn’t love if it isn’t returned.” At some point this was no longer satisfactory to me as it meant the love I had invested in the failed relationship had no value; all love has value. We love and in our loving, we are loved. As we all know, the first heartbreak is a deep devastation and heartbreaks don’t get easier to bear as you get older, they cut deeper and harder. The notion of romantic love doesn’t teach us the difference between sex and intimacy; nor does it prepare us for the devastating impact of sexual exploitation, betrayal, abuse or the powerful emotions that are involved in love or the possibility of unrequited love. Now that I am much older, possibly a bit wiser and certainly more jaded, I say “Love isn’t love until they put you in the Will.” Some people are just in love with the idea of being in love. They meet someone who sparks an interest and they dwell on every word or action that person takes. Women in particular forget to listen to what the object of their affection is saying because they are just listening to try and figure out what the person is thinking about them. They should be probably wear a T-shirt that says “Don’t touch me I fall in love easy.” Do not let the delusions of your imagination cloud the reality of the situation and please really listen to this person and leave your ego out of I; you owe it to yourself and to them. If you spend all your time analyzing and overanalyzing every word or gesture, you will make yourself crazy.