“I know who you are – I see you.”
For some, they may be complexed. But for someone who does their best to hide feelings – and keep myself a half step away from people figuring me out – it’s a big deal.
I see you.
And fuck again.
To be seen is to trust, is to be vulnerable, to be, uhm, wow.
Only two people have ever seen me – G and SB. I may be hyperbole for some, but it is truth.If I say to one of them, this is how I feel, I get support – not judgment or wel, buts — I get an understanding which makes that a big deal.
Because I’ve been told I cannot feel how I feel.
I need to take others into consideration instead of myself – I think I often do, but few acknowledge.
I am made to feel stupid – intentionally or not – doesn’t matter. I feel wrong for feeling how I feel.
So when someone understands –
And commiserates –
And see me –
Well, it’s a big deal
Too few get that.
And in that moment of seeing what should be versus what is – I see truth ….
….who loves me….
….who does not…
….and I get it…..
….And feel blessed.