i fear i may have over-simplified in saying that. i still believe that a core component of love is based in understanding, but most emotions are far more complicated than that, based on individual experiences and other such factors.
if nobody understands, it may be because you prevent them from being able to. that wouldn’t be your fault though. it would be your way of protecting your heart from the pain already suffered many times over. or, maybe it’s that you hope for them to understand, and they simply cannot. not everyone is willing or capable of the bond you wish them to be a part of, no matter how hard you try.
the word that you should maybe try to focus on is not understanding, but comfort. i believe that the comfort of love comes from your comfort of self, not the other person. that doesn’t mean love yourself most, it just means that the bond shared between any people is created by seeing what is beautiful about yourself, and being comfortable enough with that to share it with another.
darko, somebody always understands. just not the things that you hoped they would. and i am sorry if my words only go to make your sorrows stronger.
i wasn’t quite myself when i posted this. i hope you didn’t take it as my twisting your words, because they truly mean a lot to me.
i think you’re absolutely right in everything you’ve said, but it’s just difficult for me to accept. i think you’re right that not all people are willing or capable, but i just want to force them.
i don’t know if i remember what comfort feels like, comfort of self or otherwise. i don’t mean to be melodramatic, i’ve just been going through a lot for the past year. maybe you’re right and i do just need to start trying to see what is beautiful about myself.
your words could never make my sorrows stronger, your insights are incredible to me.
accepting something we refuse to believe essentially leads to the end of our hopes. dreams, hopes, desires, wishes… these are all things we cling to with our whole hearts and souls. for me, it is all that has kept me the least bit sane over the last year. it’s one thing to lose these within yourself, but it’s a completely different heartache when we had shared our dreams, hopes, desires and wishes with another person, only to have then reject and abandon us.
it is my feeling that once something is shared it cannot be owned solely by a single person anymore. i am not referring to the physical and the tangible mind you, but rather the emotional and the spiritual. and the obvious example we both know all to well, is love. once love is given it remains shared always.
intellectually, i know that “moving on” and “getting over her” is what i should be doing in order to fall in step with the rest of the world, who seem to accept love, family, and friendship as disposable and replaceable. emotionally, i refuse to allow myself to become so jaded and callous. if i do what i feel is right, no one can ever claim i was untrue to my own heart.
in some peoples eyes (most it would seem) i live in a world that doesn’t exist. a world of my own creation. if that is true, then my choice to leave this world will be my best and only option. i don’t wish to leave this world though… i desired to share it with my one and only true love, always and forever. but now that desire seems to only be a dream, locked still within my heart.
if you have difficulty accepting something, do not assume it’s because you are wrong and they are right. never be fearful of believing in what you feel is right, no matter how much others try to convince you otherwise.
clinging to dreams sometimes keeps me sane too.
he and i built a world together, and maybe that can’t belong to a single person now, and maybe i shouldn’t live there by myself, but i’d really rather live in a world that doesn’t exist than fall in step with the rest of the world.
the heart of the truly devoted really is unlike any other.
it is exhausting to try to make even my closest friends understand, and it is difficult to believe that what i feel is right when nobody i know understands. it truly does feel callous to let go, callous and frigid. don’t want to get to know someone else. i don’t want to move on and get over him. if he’s happy without me, i’m honestly glad that he’s happy.
it’s comforting to be understood, even if it is by a stranger online.
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i fear i may have over-simplified in saying that. i still believe that a core component of love is based in understanding, but most emotions are far more complicated than that, based on individual experiences and other such factors.
if nobody understands, it may be because you prevent them from being able to. that wouldn’t be your fault though. it would be your way of protecting your heart from the pain already suffered many times over. or, maybe it’s that you hope for them to understand, and they simply cannot. not everyone is willing or capable of the bond you wish them to be a part of, no matter how hard you try.
the word that you should maybe try to focus on is not understanding, but comfort. i believe that the comfort of love comes from your comfort of self, not the other person. that doesn’t mean love yourself most, it just means that the bond shared between any people is created by seeing what is beautiful about yourself, and being comfortable enough with that to share it with another.
darko, somebody always understands. just not the things that you hoped they would. and i am sorry if my words only go to make your sorrows stronger.
i wasn’t quite myself when i posted this. i hope you didn’t take it as my twisting your words, because they truly mean a lot to me.
i think you’re absolutely right in everything you’ve said, but it’s just difficult for me to accept. i think you’re right that not all people are willing or capable, but i just want to force them.
i don’t know if i remember what comfort feels like, comfort of self or otherwise. i don’t mean to be melodramatic, i’ve just been going through a lot for the past year. maybe you’re right and i do just need to start trying to see what is beautiful about myself.
your words could never make my sorrows stronger, your insights are incredible to me.
i understand too much
accepting something we refuse to believe essentially leads to the end of our hopes. dreams, hopes, desires, wishes… these are all things we cling to with our whole hearts and souls. for me, it is all that has kept me the least bit sane over the last year. it’s one thing to lose these within yourself, but it’s a completely different heartache when we had shared our dreams, hopes, desires and wishes with another person, only to have then reject and abandon us.
it is my feeling that once something is shared it cannot be owned solely by a single person anymore. i am not referring to the physical and the tangible mind you, but rather the emotional and the spiritual. and the obvious example we both know all to well, is love. once love is given it remains shared always.
intellectually, i know that “moving on” and “getting over her” is what i should be doing in order to fall in step with the rest of the world, who seem to accept love, family, and friendship as disposable and replaceable. emotionally, i refuse to allow myself to become so jaded and callous. if i do what i feel is right, no one can ever claim i was untrue to my own heart.
in some peoples eyes (most it would seem) i live in a world that doesn’t exist. a world of my own creation. if that is true, then my choice to leave this world will be my best and only option. i don’t wish to leave this world though… i desired to share it with my one and only true love, always and forever. but now that desire seems to only be a dream, locked still within my heart.
if you have difficulty accepting something, do not assume it’s because you are wrong and they are right. never be fearful of believing in what you feel is right, no matter how much others try to convince you otherwise.
clinging to dreams sometimes keeps me sane too.
he and i built a world together, and maybe that can’t belong to a single person now, and maybe i shouldn’t live there by myself, but i’d really rather live in a world that doesn’t exist than fall in step with the rest of the world.
the heart of the truly devoted really is unlike any other.
it is exhausting to try to make even my closest friends understand, and it is difficult to believe that what i feel is right when nobody i know understands. it truly does feel callous to let go, callous and frigid. don’t want to get to know someone else. i don’t want to move on and get over him. if he’s happy without me, i’m honestly glad that he’s happy.
it’s comforting to be understood, even if it is by a stranger online.
Hi darko. How are you tonight?