love languages

It's Valentine's Day and I'm writing a blog post about love. Predictable.
But anyway, I spend a lot of time analyzing my personality and recently I've been interested in the 5 Love Languages. The 5 Love Languages are how people give and receive love. They are: Words of Affirmation, Acts of Service, Receiving Gifts, Quality Time, and Physical Touch. (If you're curious, you can take a quiz at www.5lovelanguages.com)
Anyway, I took this quiz the other day and my top love language is Words of Affirmation, closely followed by Quality Time. I was a little surprised by this at first (I thought #1 would be Acts of Service, but we'll get to that), but the more I think about it, the more it makes sense. I need people to tell me that they love me. Even if they help me out and give me gifts and hug me, I need people to tell me how they feel about me or there's this little voice of doubt in my head. If they haven't said that they value me, I start to wonder if I mean anything to them at all. And I know this is probably a little bit irrational on my part, but that's how I feel loved.
The Quality Time one didn't surprise me. When I love someone, I want to spend as much time as possible with that person. This may seem rather counter-intuitive for an introvert, but it's really not. I love (and need) to spend one-on-one time with people that I love. I feel so close to people when we have spent hours just being together and talking, enjoying each other's company.
I was surprised that Acts of Service wasn't my top love language. It wasn't even in the top three. I was surprised because I am a very service-oriented person and the way I show others that I love them is by offering to help them. But this doesn't work in reverse for me. I feel like a burden when others help me. I don't feel loved; I feel like a charity case. I mean, it's great when people can help when I ask for a favor, but I often feel uncomfortable when people offer to do things for me. This is something I should probably work on, but right now, it's not how I feel loved.
I just thought this was all interesting. And if you want to make sure that I know that you love me, tell me. Because it means a lot to me to hear that people love and appreciate me.
And now I feel like a jerk for writing a blog post telling people to tell me that they love me. Which wasn't my intent, but here we are.