I don't disagree with you Amyjay. I would say that when I first went into therapy, I hadn't felt love of another or being loved in so long, I was out of touch with it - clouded in my depression. It took a while before I felt it and could recognize it for what it was. Even now it is an emotion that is hard for me to access in a way that I define as love. Caring and compassion is easy for me to access, somehow they don't connect to or feel the same as love; though I intellectually know that love is part of compassion and caring.