Love isn’t supposed to feel like an anxiety attack in disguise. That all-consuming, make-you-sick passion? That’s not romance—that’s your nervous system throwing up red flags. But society’s been feeding us the lie that love should be overwhelming, messy, and borderline psychotic. Spoiler alert: it shouldn’t. Real love is steady, secure, and doesn’t leave you questioning your worth. If your relationship feels like emotional whiplash, you might be addicted to the chaos. Let’s break down why butterflies are actually a trauma response—not a love story.

Valentine’s Day is here, and with it comes the inevitable spiral of nostalgia, Instagram-worthy romance, and maybe even the urge to text that one ex (don’t do it). But what if the love we crave isn’t even the love that’s good for us? In this post, we’re breaking down the difference between fantasy love—the kind that’s all-consuming, chaotic, and intoxicating—and real love, the kind that actually lasts. Spoiler: If you’re constantly questioning your worth, it’s not love. Let’s redefine what we deserve. 💖