The woman who loves me lost both her parents. My mom lost a tooth when my father touched her with his fist, because the kitchen knife failed to hit her.
We are hyper-attuned – to everything. Changes in tone? Check. Micro-shifts in facial expressions? Noted. Gestures that contradict spoken words? Documented. We are emotional private investigators that are highly attuned to changes in our environment. We had to be in order to survive our childhood. Due to this, we are highly sensitive and intuitive to the needs of others, but we are also constantly on the lookout for what’s about to come.
True love isn’t blind love. It isn’t always good times.
This loss has changed you. Losing this person will define who you are and make you someone different. It will shake you to your core and leave you empty struggling to figure out how to survive.
Don’t obsess over age. Realize everybody does this. Yes, there will be better years than others, but each different year makes you, you.
This should have been one of the most exciting times of my life – moving back to a city that I already knew and loved, and living with a good friend – a dream come true for most people, but I would never have anticipated that this would become my nightmare.
People always want hear me talk about what it’s like being a young father, and lucky for them I have a story to tell.
In the physical world, our personal privacy is well understood. Online we’ve made it more complicated, but it doesn’t need to be so.
When you were young, love was inherent and infinite.
We are just trying to be kind to ourselves and understand our lives by attempting to create some internal space for peace. Our behavior can be highly mistaken and we are often misunderstood.