I experienced this yesterday evening after connecting with a total stranger online. We found out we shared losses and had so much to talk about, felt quite intimate.
To be loved is to be known. to know every dusty corner and crack and parts that no one else sees. to know you like i know my headphones that are missing one earbud and you have to push them into the phone unntil they click. to love you because i know your father gave you that bracelet at 12 years old and you wear it every day. to love you because i know you got that scar on your ankle playing football with your aunt when you were five. when you know someone, truly know someone, it is almost impossible not to love them
Love this. Connection and understanding is the most powerful medicine I’ve ever taken. I’ve had profoundly connecting moments this past year and they’ve healed me more than any other therapeutic I’ve tried. We all need love and understanding.
I feel this so deeply. I had this. And then with their passing, the hole left is immeasurable. I am left searching for a place to land. I never had to explain myself too much to this person, they just got me. Now the thought of explaining myself for people to understand me more feels like a lot of effort. And I find… I just don’t. I miss being known fully, and I almost feel like parts of my life no longer exist because they left with that person.
i’ve been misunderstood my whole life, I almost forgotten how to build a real connection with someone, not a single soul I met, had really seen me for who I am, I am always misunderstood, misread, judged, hard to read for them, I did nothing but craved that, still craving that, there's this hunger inside me that craves to be understood, seen, felt on a deeper level, seen beyond the surface, i’m certain, there will be a day, I will finally be understood by the right people.
I experienced this yesterday evening after connecting with a total stranger online. We found out we shared losses and had so much to talk about, felt quite intimate.
To be loved is to be known. to know every dusty corner and crack and parts that no one else sees. to know you like i know my headphones that are missing one earbud and you have to push them into the phone unntil they click. to love you because i know your father gave you that bracelet at 12 years old and you wear it every day. to love you because i know you got that scar on your ankle playing football with your aunt when you were five. when you know someone, truly know someone, it is almost impossible not to love them
omg this is gorgeous I had fun reading this, all love !
What a beautiful read ! Thank you for this <3
#TheNationalAnthem…
Beautiful!
What’s with the small cases?!
Love this. Connection and understanding is the most powerful medicine I’ve ever taken. I’ve had profoundly connecting moments this past year and they’ve healed me more than any other therapeutic I’ve tried. We all need love and understanding.
This was beautiful
This is so true!
Ability to understand me turns me on.
Thank you very much for this post, this is my first post in this app, I totally appreciate it,because I found myself in this words,so much truth here
Oh this is something that’s been weighing on me and you got the words out of me. Beautiful
but why is there some peace in feeling misunderstood, like i’m so unique and you’re mad
I feel this so deeply. I had this. And then with their passing, the hole left is immeasurable. I am left searching for a place to land. I never had to explain myself too much to this person, they just got me. Now the thought of explaining myself for people to understand me more feels like a lot of effort. And I find… I just don’t. I miss being known fully, and I almost feel like parts of my life no longer exist because they left with that person.
i’ve been misunderstood my whole life, I almost forgotten how to build a real connection with someone, not a single soul I met, had really seen me for who I am, I am always misunderstood, misread, judged, hard to read for them, I did nothing but craved that, still craving that, there's this hunger inside me that craves to be understood, seen, felt on a deeper level, seen beyond the surface, i’m certain, there will be a day, I will finally be understood by the right people.