I feel guilty saying this, but I really don't understand love. As humans, everything we do is conditional, opportunistic. That's hw we survive, right? Am I a sociopath that I feel that love is a protective projection?

But I mean, sometimes I'll feel absolute warmth coming from no ulterior motives, and that is "love." 

And my best friend in the world is genuine in her compassion and feelings and love, and I feel that it is unconditional. 

So it's back to: my love is conditional.