Mutual love to that regard is a zero sum game. 2 winners, 8 billion losers. It’s uneightened people that throw out apologetics for mutual ownership, on every level. Just two psychopaths who don’t give a shit about life on earth … but have waited their whole lives for the excuse of mutual ownership and to make it sound like the best thing in all of earth.
I love people. People love me. I have no illusions that this is something to celebrate or dignify. I mourn it everyday. But then again, I’m not a sociopath. I’m not always as skilled as I’d like to be, but let’s be realistic, the level of skill required to talk to billions of sociopaths has to be extremely damn high. They’re always sociopathing on you, ceaselessly, relentlessly.
Navigating that is extremely difficult.