Do you ever feel like no one “gets” you? Like no matter how much you try to explain yourself, others just don’t comprehend? Your words don’t flow easily, especially when you endured hardships and only want to self-protect. It’s a feeling you know all too well internally but when expressed to others it comes out lame or as though you are speaking a foreign language. Yet internally you scream, “Someone, please, just understand me!” But you’re left with vacancies. “Chirp…chirp…chirp…!”
We have so much inside brewing, but the bubbles pop prior to escaping our being. Could we secretly (even secret to us) be holding a sharp pin popping the essence of how we feel before being revealed so others don’t deem us as crazy? It’s not that we have deep, dark secrets. In fact, quite the contrary. There just are too few that understand.
When you finally think you found the one who understands, they, too, pull the rug out from under you. It’s all rainbows and butterflies in the beginning. Then the more you feel you can release, because you believe you can trust, the quicker they run. They ghost. They talk over you. They dismiss you. They try to correct you. They indirectly belittle you. You end up feeling slided and insecure. Is it just our imagination? STOP doubting yourself!
Where does human compassion come in? Individuals are inherently selfish. Even if they claim they are thinking about you or want to do something nice for you, there are always the ulterior motives. Am I the only one who wants to TRULY make other’s inner beings feel good, feel importance, feel loved? This is without any inkling of what I may want. I love to give and to make others feel loved, worthy, and important. When I can do that, I feel good. When I can’t, I feel as though I am lacking.
Just get me, world! Yes, in a world that doesn’t seem to get much – from why the heck do we need to wear masks in 2020 to why do we need to accept every individual with a human heart (flawed or not, different colored skin or not, different political beliefs or not) to why do we turn to alcohol or drugs to feel at peace? Whatever gets you to be your true you, all we are crying out is to please put yourself in someone else’s fucking shoes. That is a simple request. When you are able to get out of your ass to do just that, you will see others in a light that may be skewed from what you believe, but it is a light that shines bright for another. Accept it. Even if you don’t agree. Who are you to rain down on the brightness that may bring another peace?
I truly am a simple being. Love. Compassion. Truth. Trust. Communication. Honesty. Are these not the simplest things to put out in the universe? The little things. That’s how you get me. The little things. A touch. A smile. A word or two. A decision. A flower picked from the weeds. A hand drawn picture. A simple text saying “Thinking of you”. There…you got me. What is so friggin’ difficult beyond that? People! Come together. Open your eyes. Let’s just “get” each other!
Please share your stories, thoughts, accomplishments, happiness, strengths, etc. Hearing other’s stories are healing. I will respond back to you. So share!
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