Unconditional love

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Last night, while I was rushing home from work, I overheard a young couple arguing, their voices heavy with emotion. The woman's voice trembling was speaking through her tears “I spent my whole life sacrificing. I did not enjoy anything in my life. I have always kept your happiness as a priority, and now look at what you have done”. 

 “My love was unconditional, but yours was not.” 

The whole staircase resonated with her words “My unconditional love” I climbed the stairs, feeling miserable for the woman who loved him so deeply. 

It made me wonder—what does unconditional love truly mean? 

I suppose the definition is equal to selfless love, a never-ending stream of sacrifices but without any expectation. 

Is love truly unconditional if it makes someone feel depleted, unseen, and unappreciated? 

Perhaps unconditional love is more nuanced. It isn’t just about giving endlessly at the cost of one’s happiness. It also means loving with a sense of completeness within ourselves. True unconditional love flourishes when it is not based on silent expectations or hidden hopes for reciprocation. 

Love needs balance to endure. 

Unconditional love doesn’t demand anything, but it does deserve respect, acknowledgment, and understanding. When someone loves another person without setting boundaries, it does not justify neglect or indifference. 

As I turned the key, I could still faintly hear the woman’s sob. 

We often glorify unconditional love, yet one should not forget one’s self. There needs to be a space for one’s own needs. 

 The delicate balance of loving and receiving, sows in the roots of mutual respect and care. 

True love is unconditional—but it also should know when to ask for what it rightfully deserves.



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