I Love a Clingy Partner

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I don’t know when people started acting like being loved too much was a bad thingthere . Like, when did it become uncool to want to be around the person you actually love?

After half the people in our lives have disappointed us or let us down, you’d think it would be a nice change to have someone who actually wants to be near you. Someone who shows up. Someone who doesn’t play it cool because they think caring too loudly makes them look desperate.

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Honestly, I think we’ve been conditioned to believe that needing people makes us weak. That being clingy means you’re insecure. But for me? A clingy partner feels like safety. It feels like love that isn’t afraid of being seen. 🙃

Maybe that’s why I never really understood people who get annoyed by affection. Like, if someone loves you enough to want to spend time with you, to reach for you, to talk to you all the time—how is that a bad thing? I get wanting space, sure. But when someone is too chill about love, it starts to feel like you could disappear for a few days and they wouldn’t even notice. And what’s romantic about that?

My ex-husband used to make love feel like a choice he kept having to justify. Like he woke up every day deciding if I was still worth it. I could feel the distance in everything he did—the slow replies, the distracted nods, the way he’d scroll his phone while I was talking. He didn’t have to say it out loud; I could feel how temporary I was to him.

And when you’ve been in love with someone who makes you feel optional, it rewires your brain a bit. You start to crave reassurance—not because you’re needy, but because you’re used to being the one holding the relationship together with your bare hands.

So now, when someone’s clingy with me—when they want to hold my hand everywhere, when they text me good morning before I even wake up, when they can’t wait to tell me something small about their day—it doesn’t feel suffocating. It feels like exhaling. 🌬️

Because love should be a little clingy. It should be excited. It should feel like, “I can’t wait to see you again,” not “I guess we’ll see each other when we see each other.”

I used to have this best friend who was the same way as my ex—she treated connection like an obligation. We’d hang out when it fit her schedule, talk when she was in the mood. It wasn’t toxic, just… empty. And over time, I realized that when people make love or friendship feel like work, they don’t actually value it. They just like having the option.

I don’t want to be someone’s option. I want to be their home base. 🏠

The truth is, being clingy isn’t about control—it’s about care. It’s the love language of people who have lost too much. It’s how we say, “I see you. I’m here. Please don’t disappear on me too.”

I think people forget that emotional intimacy is supposed to be messy. You can’t love someone from a distance and expect it to feel warm. You can’t act like you don’t care and still call it connection. Real love means sometimes it’s too much—too loud, too close, too consuming—and that’s okay. That’s what makes it real.

And maybe that’s why I love clingy love. Because it’s not love that hides behind pride. It’s love that shows up.

I don’t want to spend my life waiting for people to decide if I’m worth their time. I’ve already done that. I’ve already been the “maybe.” Now, I want to be the “always.” 💯

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So yeah, give me the clingy partner. The one who texts me back too fast.

The one who wants to fall asleep on the phone.

The one who says “I miss you” even though we just saw each other.

Because that’s what love is supposed to feel like—comfortable, constant, and maybe just a little bit clingy.

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In defense of too much love, 💕

xoxo, mj