We often confuse attachment with love because attachment feels intense. It feels urgent. Protective. Personal. Love, by contrast, can feel deceptively simple. Calm. Spacious. Almost too quiet to trust. So we mistake the tension of attachment for depth, and the anxiety of control for devotion.

There’s a belief that one day everything will click into place and stay put. A stable sense of happiness. A permanent feeling of satisfaction. A clean, finished version of life. Unfortunately life doesn’t work that way.