Being mature enough to fall in love

I don't think there is an age minimum or limit on love, but I do think you have to have a certain amount of maturity to love someone. I know someone that is claiming to be in love with her boyfriend. That's bullshit. She's not even mature enough to understand the concept of cleaning up after yourself. How the hell is she supposed to be in love. You also can't love someone for who they are until you know who you are. And now she can barely be without him. Literally, they spend every waking moment together, and it's just not healthy. Ugh...

I know that I am not the most mature 22 year old on the planet, but I try. And I'm very sure of myself. Overly, maybe so. The fact of the matter is I love someone. With all of my everything, actually. I know exactly what my everything is, so I can say that. Granted, I think shit and do shit all the time that I don't understand. But that's the beauty of the human mind, there's always something new to learn about yourself.

Speaking of maturity, what is the best way to deal with other people's immaturity? Do you call them out on it? Do you try to direct them to the road to maturity? Do you sit back and let them fall? I'd like to speak to someone very old and very mature and hear what their thoughts on that question are.

I really like a mentor, I think. Someone that I can open my mind enough to to actually take in their advice and open up about my flaws to. I know that I need some help sorting through my crazies. Teesha helps with that. Real talk, that girl is so good at figuring me out. And at helping me figure myself out. Her presence alone gives me light bulb moments (aka insights into my own mind aka reality checks).

That was a rambling blog, but I like it.