I find it very difficult to live a balanced life where love is constant factor. But maybe the beauty of life is really the unbalanced part where you don't really know what is going to happen and you struggle with issues of identity and the future. These moments are often regarded by many people as "rough paths" that you just have to work your way through as rapidly as possible, but I see them more as real moments that shape who you are (and will be). Therefore these struggles can be quite beautiful. Like everything else, it depends on your own perspective on it