How to be sincere whether you mean it or not.
I’ve long liked the irony of “Be sincere whether you mean it or not.” Today I notice how I live that irony.
On the one hand, I want expressions of love to be authentic. For example, I don’t want to be fooled about how my partner feels about me. I don’t believe in emotional coercion, anything like “you should feel this way!” It’s basically an invitation to keep me in the dark.
We don’t get to control our emotions so if my partner complies with my emotion-on-demand injunction she won’t really feel it. She’ll just act like she feels it and I won’t know what she really feels.
On the other hand, I think of partnership as merging ambivalences, and for that we need to keep up appearances sometimes.
When people say “partnership is based on total honesty” I remind them that you can’t afford to report on your honest everyday romantic fluctuations. It’s no good answering your partner’s “Do you love me?” with “Yeah, like 60% today. Higher yesterday and maybe again tomorrow but today you bug me and besides I was thinking about my ex this morning.” Appearances matter.
So how to reconcile my opposing views? Be sincere whether you feel it or not. Keep up appearances when you don’t feel it but are nonetheless committed to the plan to stay partners.
We use the term love to describe a transient emotion but also a policy, commitment, intention or plan.
“I love you” can be an expression of either.
Shakespeare Sonnet 138
When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her though I know she lies,
That she might think me some untutored youth,
Unlearned in the world’s false subtleties.
Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,
Although she knows my days are past the best,
Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue:
On both sides thus is simple truth suppressed:
But wherefore says she not she is unjust?
And wherefore say not I that I am old?
O! love’s best habit is in seeming trust,
And age in love, loves not to have years told:
Therefore I lie with her, and she with me,
And in our faults by lies we flattered be.