Maybe I was dysfunctional at this before, but I think I have changed and am changing. Some close friendships and philosophical breakthroughs have changed me. I used to be a simple nihilist, seeing no purpose in life, but through reading psychology, I realized the way to create a purposeful life is intimate relationships with others, based on self-disclosure and acceptance. I have some people I am very grateful to, who I am fully committed to, because without them life wouldn't be worth it, and without their understanding life wouldn't be tolerable. Love is not necessarily a feeling of passion. When I tell people I care about them it feels honest, and it's true, and it's mostly based on me feeling liking and respect towards them, and me wanting and being committed to them. Those are the hallmarks of long-term love. The passion comes and goes, and is not necessary.