Life reaches equilibrium by providing equal parts of love tempered in scale by hate.

You could be the lover or/and the loved.

You can dish out the hate, or be the target of hate.

Each measure could by tiny, resulting in a milieu of bland and inconsequential relationships.

Life could be a torrid ocean of grand relationships.

The love and hate can exist in the same person, or be spread so thin throughout your experience it is tantamount to insignificance.

This is why I am saying bring on the hate!

The love I feel is worth every ounce of loathing the world has to give.