There’s nothing like loving something wholeheartedly. Knowing that you wouldn’t switch the place where you’re at for anything. Not doubting for a second that there is nothing in the world you could love more. Full blown, drowning in love, and honest kind of love.

On the other spectrum, there’s nothing worse than lukewarm love. Love that keeps you distracted. Love that makes you question everything you’re doing. Love that makes you hide your truths. Love where only the potential future looks better than the past and the present.

I’ve had both types of love. More of the latter if we’re being honest. In my experience, you only see lukewarm love in hindsight. You see red flags, you ignore them. You notice patterns and play along them at first. You ignore the trouble but it gnaws at you more and more, making it that much more difficult to bring up later.

Loving with half of your heart is the worst thing I’ve done for myself. Loving with everything you’ve got is the only way to make it work. You’ll either notice the progress you make and love it or the lack of progress will hit you in the face and leave you feeling like shit.

The key question is figuring out how to determine between lukewarm and halfhearted. If you have to question it, you may be leaning towards the second option.