How can we fully inhabit the intensity of an amorous bond without dissolving into it? This tension runs through the experience of every strong relationship: the permeability that opens us to the other can also make us lose our contours.
I found myself confronting this question when I understood that my capacity to open myself fully to the other constituted both my strength and my vulnerability. This permeability, which allows people to become attached to me, to feel welcomed in their singularity, carries within it the risk of my own dissolution. Emmanuel Levinas names this radical openness an « infinite responsibility » toward the other, affirming in Ethics and Infinity (1982) that « the I, before the other, is infinitely responsible ». This responsibility, when not consciously recognized, can become a form of submission, in which I place myself entirely in the service of the other, to the point of forgetting my own needs.
The force of love produces an intensity that can easily become overwhelming. Judith Butler, in The Psychic Life of Power (1997), shows how « subjection consists precisely in this fundamental dependency on a discourse we never chose but that, paradoxically, initiates and sustains our agency ». This analysis can truly be applied to amorous relationships where we can submit ourselves to a relational structure that doesn’t necessarily correspond to our deep needs. I observe this dynamic when I bend to the implicit expectations of the relationship, when I step back so as not to disturb, when I sacrifice my personal space in the name of the beauty of the bond, for example.
Yet this permeability is not in itself problematic. It even constitutes the condition of possibility for any authentic relationship. What becomes dangerous is the absence of awareness of one’s own limits, the inability to establish a framework that preserves my existence. Permeability must be accompanied by a capacity to reappropriate one’s space, to return to oneself after opening to the other. Without this movement of return, the relationship becomes fusion, and fusion annihilates the relationship itself since it suppresses the alterity necessary for any true encounter.
Sexual pleasure taught me something fundamental about presence to self in relationship. For a long time, I experienced sexuality as a space where the other occupied my entire field of consciousness. My attention focused on the pleasure I gave, on the other’s reactions, on what I could offer. This apparently generous posture concealed a form of flight from myself. By concentrating exclusively on the other, I avoided myself, I circumvented the requirement to feel fully present in my own body, in my own sensations.
Michel Foucault, in his History of Sexuality (1976-1984), proposes the concept of « care of the self » as an ethical practice. He writes that « the care of the self constitutes a social practice, giving rise to interindividual relations, exchanges and communications and sometimes even institutions ». This idea helped me understand that refocusing on one’s own pleasure is not a selfish act, but an ethical practice that enriches the relationship. When I choose to concentrate on my sensations, on what I feel physically, I don’t reject the other and I don’t leave behind listening or empathy: I offer them my true presence rather than an attention dispersed in fantasy or in anticipation of their desires.
Paul B. Preciado, in Testo Junkie (2008), develops the concept of « potentia gaudendi », this orgasmic force that traverses bodies and can be politically reappropriated. This sexual energy doesn’t belong solely to the private sphere; it constitutes a space of resistance and transformation. By reappropriating my pleasure, by daring to place it at the center of the sexual experience, I reappropriate a part of my power to act. I cease to be the one who places themselves in the service of the other to become the one who shares a common experience from which our respective pleasures emerge.
The most precious learning I’ve done in my intimate relationships concerns the necessity of setting my own limits. For a long time, I lived in the illusion that an amorous relationship should be without borders, that true love meant total availability, permanent openness. This belief led me to accept situations that didn’t suit me, to bend to rhythms that weren’t my own, to neglect my fundamental needs so as not to disappoint the other.
Simone de Beauvoir, in The Second Sex (1949), analyzes how « one is not born, but rather becomes, woman », showing the social mechanisms that construct gender roles where some are assigned to care for the other at the expense of their own existence. Although her analysis focuses on women, it illuminates a broader dynamic: that of self-effacement in relationships. Learning to set my limits means refusing this effacement. It’s affirming that my existence has as much legitimacy as the other’s, that my needs are not negotiable.
What long prevented me from setting these limits was the fear of losing the relationship, the fear that the other would no longer love me if I wasn’t totally available. This fear reveals a fundamental confusion: I confused love with sacrifice, proximity with fusion. Yet, as Martin Buber shows in I and Thou (1923), the true relationship presupposes two distinct poles, two “I”s that meet without merging. He writes that « all real living is meeting », but this meeting is only possible if each remains fully themselves. Setting my limits doesn’t weaken the relationship, it makes it possible. Without limits, there is no relationship but fusion, and fusion kills the alterity necessary for love.
I recognize today that I reproduced certain relational patterns for years. I accepted stepping back, not occupying the place that was mine, cultivating availability at the expense of my own construction. These repetitions weren’t random but part of a habitus, to use Pierre Bourdieu’s concept developed in The Logic of Practice (1980). Habitus designates this « system of durable dispositions » that structures our perceptions and actions without our being fully conscious of it. My relational patterns functioned like an invisible grammar that generated my amorous behaviors.
To exit this repetition, I first had to see it, name it, recognize it as a pattern and not as fate. This awareness came progressively, through observation of my reactions in different relationships. I noticed that I reproduced the same dynamics: too easily accepting what didn’t suit me, placing myself in the service of the other at the expense of my own projects, cultivating permanent availability when I needed solitude. This recognition wasn’t simple, as it implied renouncing a certain image of myself, that of a generous and loving person, to accept that this generosity sometimes concealed an inability to assert myself.
Giorgio Agamben, in What Is an Apparatus? (2006), shows how we are caught in « apparatuses » that orient our conduct. He proposes that « the term apparatus designates that in which and through which one realizes a pure activity of governance devoid of any foundation in being ». Relational patterns function like such apparatuses: they govern our amorous conduct without our grasping their origin. Profanation, for Agamben, consists in returning to common use what has been captured by the apparatus. Learning from my mistakes means profaning these patterns: making them visible, defusing them, regaining control over what governed me unknowingly.
What has fundamentally changed in my way of inhabiting amorous relationships is the passage from an economy of lack to an economy of joy. For a long time, I lived my relationships in the mode of lack: lack of the other when they weren’t there, waiting for messages, sadness of separation. This economy of lack placed the other at the center of my existence and made my well-being dependent on their presence. Gilles Deleuze and Félix Guattari, in Anti-Oedipus (1972), critique this « logic of lack » that structures traditional psychoanalysis. They propose instead a conception of desire as production, as a creative force that doesn’t start from a lack but from an affirmative power.
Cultivating joy rather than lack means nourishing myself from what we live together rather than suffering from what we don’t live. This transformation presupposes a displacement of attention: instead of waiting for a message, counting the days before the next encounter, I choose to concentrate on the richness of what we share when we’re together. This approach is not a denial of attachment or a minimization of the other’s importance; it constitutes a different way of inhabiting the relationship. It allows me to preserve my affective autonomy while remaining fully engaged in the bond.
Baruch Spinoza, in Ethics (1677), distinguishes sad passions that diminish our power to act from joyful passions that increase it. He affirms that « joy is man’s passage from a lesser to a greater perfection ». Cultivating joy in my amorous relationships means choosing what increases my power to act rather than what diminishes it. It’s asking myself whether such an attitude, such an expectation, such behavior makes me more alive or on the contrary weakens me. It’s accepting that certain forms of relationships, however intense they may be, don’t suit me if they prevent me from existing fully.
The learning I draw from these relational experiences sketches the contours of an ethics: that of presence to self in relationship. This ethics refuses both the fusion that dissolves individualities and the isolation that denies the fundamental interdependence of existences. It proposes a difficult path, that of a conscious opening to the other that doesn’t sacrifice one’s own vital space. This path passes through recognition of one’s own permeability as strength, but also through learning the return to self, through the capacity to set limits that are not walls but membranes allowing exchanges while preserving integrity.
Pleasure plays a central role in this ethics. Not pleasure as simple gratification, but pleasure as an indicator of presence to self, as a compass that guides us toward what truly does us good. Learning to refocus on one’s own sensations in sexuality means learning more broadly to listen to one’s own needs, to respect one’s own rhythms, to authorize oneself to exist fully even in the heart of the most intense relationship. This attention to one’s own pleasure doesn’t impoverish the other; it enriches the relationship by introducing two full presences rather than a fusion where each loses themselves.
Not repeating one’s mistakes presupposes constant vigilance, attention paid to patterns that reactivate, to dynamics that replay themselves. This vigilance is not mistrust toward the other or toward the relationship; it constitutes a form of care toward oneself and, paradoxically, toward the other as well. For by refusing to lose myself in the relationship, I allow the other to truly encounter me, in my singularity, rather than encountering a version of myself that would have effaced itself to correspond to their expectations. Emancipation in relationship passes through this refusal of submission, through this affirmation of self that is neither egoism nor closure, but the condition of possibility for an authentic encounter where two existences can nourish each other mutually without annihilating themselves.
Rethinking social bonds and community
Authentic care for the collective begins with recognizing that humanity is intrinsically relational: we exist only in and through social bonds, in this interdependence that constitutes us from birth. Yet our societies transform forgetting into threat - a simple abandoned bag paralyzes the system - revealing how fear of the unpredictable destroys the social fabric. Social presence determines our physiological health: the blue zones teach us that longevity resides less in miracle diets than in the depth of community bonds. To form a society, we need a symbolic common place that is neither soft consensus nor comfortable entre-soi, but a space of creative confrontation where differences can express themselves without destroying each other. Culture, far from being a supplement to the soul or entertainment, constitutes this vital milieu where we learn to be together, where each person’s presence is legitimized in their singularity. Going out in presence means rediscovering this vital need for sharing that lockdowns revealed through their very absence. The contemporary challenge consists in creating spaces where care is not biopolitical control but mutual attention, where the collective does not crush singularities but makes them resonate, where community is built not on the exclusion of the other but on the inclusion of difference.