I love you.

I wish we would say that more to each other. But for some reason it's become strange to show affection for another person. Why is that?

When I was 8, I was bullied for being “gay” because I put my arm around the shoulder of my friend. It was the custom in Malawi where I came from. But it was seen as strange in the Catholic school that I was placed in, when my family moved to the Netherlands.

I'm 36 now and I still don't understand why that was “wrong”. Personally I just love to love people, but I've been convinced for too long that people are a threat. They're not - they're dangerous. It's a different thing.

An elephant is dangerous too, but they're one of the most gentle and cuddly creatures that exist. However, they'll trample you if you try to mess with their herd. Makes sense right?

I aspire to be an elephant rather than a lion. A builder rather than a fighter. A defender rather than an attacker. It doesn't mean I'm not ferocious when I need to be. But generally I'm pretty chill.

And… cuddly. I love to love. It just feels better than being suspicious. Some people think I'm too much and that's cool, they can find less elsewhere. I know a wounded animal when I see one. They're more dangerous, but even less of a threat. I once was wounded too, I get it. Now my skin is thick, and I can handle an angry homophobic kitty.

So I just want you to know:

I love you ❤️

I don't need to know you to love you. Nobody was born evil, you have a good heart. I'm sure of it.

I hope you have a good day 😊