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You’ll never know if you’re not courageous enough to tell me who you are.
Thank you very much, I try. 🌸
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No… I have an ambitious view of what companionship should be like, so loneliness is the price I pay.
Change is inexorable. It is ever-present, within us and around us. Impermanence is the only thing we can ever be certain of.
We think change is huge, tectonic, but instead it’s tiny and exists in small things. If you want to completely change your life pick up a habit and do it over and over. It will add up to a complete transformation and astonish you with its totality.
This holds true in the reverse. Lovers become strangers to each other because their love is contained in the smallest things. We, believing it’s in the big things, feel the small things are not important and stop paying attention.
This lack of attention, this turning away instead of turning towards, becomes a habit you do over and over and before you know it has added up to a complete transformation, astonishing in its totality.
You began holding tight on a raft built for two and now you are on different cruise liners that have lost sight of each other.
I am intensely introverted, which to me means that most of my life happens inside my head.
I very much enjoy (and seek out) the company of others and believe connection is the meaning of life … But, being social is something I have to go put on, like an elaborate outfit.
People are work, and interacting always begins with a little bit of dread and takes an enormous expenditure of energy.
… running into someone I know - even someone I love and am happy to see - feels like a disruption, like someone threw a rock through my window.
When I hear “Gerecen!” I brace myself, then climb over the tall, ivy covered fence of my inner architecture before I am ready to feel excited that I have run into this delightful person.
So, sometimes, (especially if I’m feeling overstimulated) in a desperate search for a shortcut, however clumsy, I notice someone I know and pretend not to see them.
This has nothing to do with them. It has nothing to do with how much I like them. It has to do with me and the fact that my first instinct is to protect my world.
If you see someone and they pretend not to see you, please forgive them. Chances are it has nothing to do with you and that they are thinking about reaching out as soon as they are ready. (At least that’s the process for me)
Are you talking to the moon?
I worry about people’s state of mind sometimes… 🧐
I pay close attention to how I feel after the date.
Am I second guessing myself? Do I feel anxious? Do I feel drained? Am I relieved it’s over? Do I feel like I just checked off a chore?
Was everything really fun, but somehow I feel empty?
Or do I feel light, relaxed, excited, curious?
Maybe the date wasn’t “perfect”. But, when I think about next weekend or the weekend after that, is he in it?
When I feel interested in going out with someone again, it’s less about the other person, and more how the other person made me feel.
Many things about the date can delude me into believing it went well but there is something about checking in with my own state of mind that does not mislead me.
I don’t know why people do the things they do. I cannot tell you the amount of time and energy I have dedicated to attempting to figure it out -and the results are invariably the same. Who knows.
Instead I can tell you what I can figure out (even if it’s hard): me.
Putting time and energy into figuring myself out is far from futile: it gives me more insight, more self-awareness, and sometimes even more agency over the things I do to myself.
So, whenever I have questions about this guy or that guy I write the question down and look at it and figure out how to turn it back to me. Which in this case, would look something like this:
Tell me Gerecen... After experiencing the agony of hope repeatedly being taken away, why are you still granting this guy access to you?
I don’t know how to answer this 🤣… what a loaded question. Too many angles that can be tackled.
Closeness needs four ingredients: the real you, an ability to tune in, safety and convenience.
Be the real you. If you pretend to be someone else (by saying you like things you don’t like, by saying yes when you mean no, by attempting to please rather than by firmly representing … intimacy cannot bloom because the other person cannot see you.
An ability to tune in. People need to feel heard, and seen, and listening well by truly tuning in and paying attention accomplishes both.
Safety. Make sure the person you want to get close to feels safe. This means you need to follow through on what you say you are going to do. Be consistent and reliable.
Convenience. You can’t get close to someone you can’t seem to make plans with. Make sure the person you want to get close to has access to you by being available and responsive.
Nothing make another person give up quite like “he never replies to my texts.” This doesn’t mean I have to reply instantly - it just means I am present, rather than flaky.
It’s been amazing … with amazing friends… I couldn’t ask for better. 🥰
The belief that I in any way need to “protect” another person’s feelings by lying to them is incredibly presumptuous of me.
I am not saying “I care for you”. What I am saying is “I question your ability to handle reality so I will manage it for you by removing you from it without your consent.”
Navigating reality and the pain, loss and failure that frequently comes with it is indivisible from life. It’s how we learn and grow, so separating anyone from it robs them of context and in turn of their ability to experience and process life as it unfolds.
If I want to be there for someone I love, I can refrain from “helping”, “fixing”, “managing”, and instead learn to be a better listener. A listener who extends the most caring, most respectful gift of all: the trust in a person’s ability to live their life, process it and make their own decisions based on what is actually happening.
If you’re going to hit me with the “Hey, how are you” conversations I’d probably not reply. 🤦🏼♀️
Where is there? 🧐😂
It’s so easy to just not have the difficult conversation. To justify it away. That’s not really what he meant. His heart is in the right place. This is not a big deal. I should work through this on my own. But then I sacrifice better, deeper relationships in the name of “avoiding awkward.”
To tell someone I feel frustrated, first I get clear with myself. In my experience this involves two things: The first, I get clear on what I am assuming the other person meant. This helps clarify how much of my frustration is on my assumption, and how much is on what the other person actually intended. Then, I get clear on what I want the outcome of the conversation to be.
This initial internal step helps me start on the right foot.
With the person who is frustrating me, I begin by stating how I feel rather than refer in any way to the person’s character. (“I feel frustrated” rather than “you are always so mean to me.”)
Then, I ask questions to make a distinction between what I was assuming and what the person was feeling or thinking. I continue with “here is what I am hearing” to make sure the other person feels heard. At this point I say “here is how it made me feel” and even “a lot of my frustration is my responsibility, since my assumption was ____.”
Then we talk about how we might do things differently in the future. Expressing frustration shows me I’ve got my back - that I’m capable of standing up for myself.
It allows me to practice having difficult conversations which doesn’t make them easier but makes me a bit smoother at it. Not expressing my frustration makes me anxious, disappointed and ultimately disengaged.
These conversations determine the depth of my relationships, and over time, even their existence.
Anais Nin said "we have been poisoned by fairy tales."
"Soul mate" is a romantic notion that contributes to us developing unrealistic expectations.
There are many many wonderful people out there who would make a great significant other, after which you really have to work on yourself and your own baggage to make the relationship something worthy of a romance novel.
Soul mates are not found. They are created.
You need someone you don’t even know in your bed? 🤦🏼♀️🫣
Getting my number is the easy part… being able to get me to reply is another story.
Nope… I prefer a deeper level of intimacy.
Too long ago to remember … It’s like I’m stuck in a loop of unrequited love.
“Impressive” (insert pugb voice there) 🤣 … O͜TO鑫AURORA
What’s your in-game name? 🧐
What game do you think I play? 😅
It’s a mind trick, tell myself I’m a bot so that when I eventually kill enemies… I genuinely surprise myself. 😂😂 (Hence the weird sounds I make when I succeed) 😂😂 “Pull up inna car skrrrrr, dead!”
First it was your arms, now it’s your room? 😅
There’s so many 🥲 … you’ll be reading a thousand replies by the time I’m done.
Looking for Alaska - John Green
The witch of portobello - Paulo Coelho
If you came here to read p*rn, wrong platform bro. Wrong person bro. 🙃
Yes I am
I’ll take that as a compliment 😂 … so thank you.
The amount of times I’ve been asked this particular question is unmatched … but to answer your question, no.
🤣🤣🤣 … sometimes you have to do what you have to do. There are situations that are uncalled for lol
I don’t think the void ever leaves… Some days it takes a little extra effort to breathe, and I feel somber for no particular reason - because perhaps there might be too many?
I’ve been trying to retrace the steps and figure out when I became such a…such a robot for lack of a better word.
Is that hard to believe? 🥲
You live with the feeling, you learn it. Talk and grieve.. also be gentle with yourself and wait. It begins to change shape… gradually you’ll think about it less. Things shift and other things become more important, other things become exciting. You find new loves, you love them differently… you love yourself newly and differently too. The love for the original person becomes a soft tact or a body memory. It’ll become part of your experience. Maybe the love leaves … maybe it doesn’t. But it changes 🙂 … it won’t always feel how it feels now.
When I’m home… Not at all… we advocate for freedom of the t***ies this side 🤣
I’m curious 🤨
Nope, I’m unfortunately only fluent in two languages… honestly wish I knew more.
Nope … trying to protect my energy 😉🙂
I really want to know who you are… expose yourself🤣
Hmmm… Thank you for reading 🙂🌸 @Gerecengrizellereitz
Personally… I don’t know that I’ve ever “gotten over it” rather just learnt some ways on how I can best navigate it for myself and actually attempt to use and harness some of those more difficult feelings. I have conversations like the one you asked, bring things out in the open… talk to friends… talk to strangers… do some activities. I listen to other peoples accounts on depression On podcast or documentaries. See beautiful art in all its forms… listen to high vibrational music, freewrite, meditate, sleep, read. The list goes on…
As long as both parties have a mutual understanding about the terms I think it’s fine… but in most cases, one party always falls and breaks the terms. You risk losing a friend 🧐
Hmmm… overall, no. Maybe skeptical at times, but not cynical. I’ve had experiences that have left a bitter taste in my mouth, and I’ve witnessed some pretty disastrous relationships, but I have no doubt in my mind that love in its purest form exists. I know what my heart is capable of. So I choose to hold onto that, regardless of whether or not I’m lucky enough to have it returned.
Not very well. I’m expressive by nature, so when I hit rock bottom, I feel like a grenade that harms everything in sight. So unless someone unfortunately happens to slip into my daily routine, I’ve developed this tendency to hide away to avoid detonating while anyone else is around.
It’s something I’m working on. I’m trying not to be a grenade.
Please tell me who you are 🧐
Nature would have to be at the top of that list.. it sharpens my sense of being and coming back from high peaks makes me feel like a stranger, bearing experiences that are beyond expression. Time flies over me and leaves it’s shadow behind.
Art and poetry fill its space when I am captive in the confines of my room.
Curious to know what we’d speak about… I’m not much of a small talk person to be honest.
Some people get ‘Goodnight’ texts.
And then there’s me… 🤦🏼♀️
Life does that enough… 🥲😂
Lol, not in this lifetime champ. That’s such a recipe for disaster.
Time, distractions, friends, finding love elsewhere (mostly within myself), being open and honest about the pain. Eventually, the huge flame inside will simmer to ashes.
If it ain’t K-dramas… I don’t want it 😂
Don’t.
Mine too... I love my bed. I take great care of my bed, since it’s where I am when all the dreams are made and because my dreams are a huge hint towards what concerns me the most. I like to make an effort to remember them. I think a comfortable bed facilitates this. Other places - the forest. Every single bath/shower. The ocean!
Mixed,
Unexpected,
Funny,
Sad,
Achingly beautiful,
Happy in parts,
Restful and tiring,
Teaching,
Somewhat reassuring,
Surprising,
I learnt to surrender even more.
The same girl, perhaps more afraid of the world. A girl afraid to open her arms to deal in waters that felt foreign, terribly afraid to feel, to be felt or be seen. Hid a lot to cover my voice, my light, my shine.
Someone who thought crevices meant protection but ultimately the same girl with new eyes.
Truth,
Meaningful connections,
Honest conversations,
Breaking barriers,
Dreaming,
Creating,
Learning,
Un-learning,
Expression.
Smooth, very light.
Hmmm... Definitely. I doubt that would even be challenging for me.
“Everything that is... can and will be, until it is not”.
To go on a road trip with an awesome human being.
But more realistically, Breakfast I guess. 😅
I’ve been drawn to women ever since I could recall. It started off being an intuition that I tried to shake off, but eventually could no longer ignore. And then there comes the experience of actually being with one.
The physical and emotional mark they leave is just so passionate, soft, intense, and everything in between.
That’s how I know.
If I were to have a thing for someone (not saying that I do). But if I did, I’d never expose their name here out of respect.
One of the best things you could ever have.
I always thought success was best measured by quantity and benchmarks: how well I did in school, how much money I make at my job, how many books I’ve read, etc. But there’s a very scary paradox when having this mentality, because when is it ever enough? If ever.
Don’t get me wrong. It’s important to stay hungry and strive for more, but don’t let that hunger override what you’ve accomplished thus far. We get so wound up in what we can achieve next, that what we’ve already obtained is never good enough. It’s like running a race and getting to the finish line, only for that line to keep getting further the closer you get.
That being said, I think the best way to define success is progress. It’s consciously and continuously making the effort to improve in every aspect of your life. And if you falter, tell yourself that you’ll do better next time.
This one time I went to KFC, all ready to order and then they told me they don’t have dunked wings. My heart was in pieces! 😥
I will never look at a red balloon the same again after watching “IT” 😥🤣 lmao
There’s a time and place for everything. I’m an expressive person with boundaries, and I think that just comes with having to learn to be calculated. “Pick and choose your battles” as I’ve been told to do in some of the hardest situations of my life.
I can be painfully straightforward, and with that, people know I’m sincere and hopefully know I mean well even when I say things they won’t always like to hear.
Lmao!! 🤣 Micky Mik! the OG lol
How can some people who know that you are afraid of the dark still leave the light off? ... Some people are just the way they are. The reasons are beyond me.
What’s my favorite what? I think you left out a core part of the question 😅
No... Good Heavens no!!! ? Why would you think that?
Lol whoever you are ... you are quite a curious one ??
Lol ... this information is unfortunately concealed
I would like to say no .. but it does silently yearn for someone.
Lol yes ... still studying though.
@Gerecengrizellereitz
Honestly, yes I do... but I am selective about who I let in. I always have been selective and I doubt that will change.
I seem to have at least a mild form of an existential crisis about every 4-6 weeks. I question why I even try so hard at life and I lose all motivation. They knock me out for a period of time where I don't function in my life's roles very actively. I begin to fall apart. The time period used to be a few months at most, but after a few years of self improvement I have been able to get over it in under a week. Then I can be productive and mostly motivated again. Now that I can typically get over it repetitively quickly I seem to have fallen into a routine about every 4-6 weeks. I see this as an improvement from where I once was and I am still working on it.
There isn’t one particular reason ... sometimes that’s just the way life molds you
Lol ... about 4-5 years
Wow .. there are many. Id say books.
In reality, every reader is, while he is reading, the reader of his own self. The writer’s work is merely a kind of optical instrument which he offers to the reader to enable him to discern what, without this book, he would perhaps never have experienced in himself. And the recognition by the reader in his own self of what the book says is the proof of its veracity.
Honestly fuels the mind ?
Of course I have. It would be so much easier to forget someone. But you’ll never get stronger by taking the easy route and you’ll never learn by forgetting.
I hope you’re happier than ever! ?