You can’t live halfway between love and indifference. One or the other has to win in the end.
I’ve been thinking about this more and more lately because I continue to struggle to love in the ways I’d like to. A year ago this week, I wrote something fairly long about love in the broadest sense — and it’s something I’m still trying to come to terms with.
The natural way of this world is to ultimately experience something worse than hate. It’s for indifference, but it’s broader than that. The way of the world leads to a cold, hardened and callous heart. Hate can sometimes be part of it, but in its most extreme form, it’s indifference and a complete lack of feeling anything.
I believe we ultimately face two choices.
On one side, there is turmoil, anger, envy and judgment. Most “realistic people” — who have had their hearts hardened by disappointment in others — default to living closer to hate than to love, but ultimately they settle into a cold indifference.

Great men who change the world rarely look impressive from start
Would you secretly kill someone to get what you want the most?
I was agonizingly slow to ‘get it,’ but the joy of music changed me
Does your life feel wasted so far? Maybe your best is yet to come
If an election can destroy your life, your priorities are out of whack
If your own life is all messed up, lecture others about fixing theirs
Romantic interest no easier now than it was for me in sixth grade