I put yes & no.
- I don't believe I deserve love.
- I am delighted to find myself loved.
- I don't believe people love me... With very, very few exceptions... And am extremely uncomfortable (skittish / gun shy as hell) about being loved.
- I love very freely & with my entire heart.
- I guard my heart very carefully. <wry grin> Some wiley bastards still manage to sneak under the razor wire & past the dogs & armed guards, and burst full force exploding starlight into my life. Strong hands. Brave hearts. Grateful as hell for them. Worried as f*ck for them. Mad as blazes at them*. Pura Vida. Once someone has my heart? They're mine. They have all of me. My heart, my mind -such as it is-, my arm, & their back. That they're mine doesn't mean I own them. It means, in a very real way, they own me**.
- I attempt to dissuade people from loving me; in almost direct proportion to how much I love them -or- could love them (if I'm paying attention and realize it before I fall).
* Don't love me. Just don't.
** Never without my permission. I can, and have, walked away from someone I've loved. On more than one occasion. It hurts, but that's the price of love; pain.
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So, yeah. It gets complicated. Yes & No.