Freedom

It is said that to be loved is to be free. Freedom is acceptance. To know that who you are, the things you feel, the way you think is accepted by another. But freedom exist without love. Are people free because they do not care if they are accepted and reveal themselves without fear of rejection? Is freedom in love? Or in simply accepting yourself? If love is freedom and freedom is acceptance, than is freedom without love from another simply loving yourself? I desire freedom more than anything. I live yearning to be accepted by just one person who will accept me for every flaw, mistake and experience that makes me the man I am today. How is it that people can tune it all out and be free by themselves? Free to feel how they want and express it how they please without fear. Love is light. It shines upon you, revealing you and accepting you. But I prefer darkness. Can freedom exist in darkness? Am I free to do what I please because I know no-one can see me? Is that true freedom? My mind is rambling at these thoughts. Love--->Freedom--->Acceptance. This is clearly not the only way. There is freedom in not caring. Freedom in letting go, surrendering yourself to what you feel. Letting what you feel overcome you and letting it escape you in an outward burst of emotion in any form. That is a freedom I cannot attain. There is freedom in love. Knowing that you can be yourself and let everything out  in front of a certain person and no matter what they will not judge you, they will accept you for who you are and even embrace you for sharing with them. I do not wish for that type of freedom. It is vulnerability. I do not trust. The freedom I yearn for will elude me I suppose.