"And I have spent the last few years essentially searching for ways to be increasingly vulnerable. And with that has come the understanding of how vulnerability is a form of strength."
I've been thinking about this a lot - for the longest time i thought about confidence as strength, as certainty. But there's a different type of confidence, of open insecurities, of letting people in beneath your surface. That's saying: "I'm giving you a way to genuinely hurt me, to reject the real me - and I'll still be existentially okay"
This is beautiful, I feel it in my core. “Other people live inside us” is true, and it makes me wonder who I live inside, and what that’s like for them, too. Do any long lost friends or lovers still think of me or long for me in some way? Did the memory of me imprint in anyone the way some have imprinted in me? Am I anyone’s hardest person to get over… anyone’s ruminating thought they’re ashamed to still have
i really love this. i think about this a lot. 10 years out from high school or even middle school friendship breakups and I still oftentimes find myself thinking about those people. I'm okay if they're not in my life; it was the right decision to let them go. But they never fully go away— and ultimately i think that's a beautiful thing
thank you for writing this ❤️❤️ one of my first ever friends that i’ve made is going to the military and this is helping me deal with the sadness and anxiety that comes from not being able to see them as much anymore.
"And I have spent the last few years essentially searching for ways to be increasingly vulnerable. And with that has come the understanding of how vulnerability is a form of strength."
I've been thinking about this a lot - for the longest time i thought about confidence as strength, as certainty. But there's a different type of confidence, of open insecurities, of letting people in beneath your surface. That's saying: "I'm giving you a way to genuinely hurt me, to reject the real me - and I'll still be existentially okay"
this reminds me of the robert montgomery artwork The People You Love Become Ghosts Inside of You and Like This You Keep Them Alive
This is beautiful, I feel it in my core. “Other people live inside us” is true, and it makes me wonder who I live inside, and what that’s like for them, too. Do any long lost friends or lovers still think of me or long for me in some way? Did the memory of me imprint in anyone the way some have imprinted in me? Am I anyone’s hardest person to get over… anyone’s ruminating thought they’re ashamed to still have
i really love this. i think about this a lot. 10 years out from high school or even middle school friendship breakups and I still oftentimes find myself thinking about those people. I'm okay if they're not in my life; it was the right decision to let them go. But they never fully go away— and ultimately i think that's a beautiful thing
thank you for writing this ❤️❤️ one of my first ever friends that i’ve made is going to the military and this is helping me deal with the sadness and anxiety that comes from not being able to see them as much anymore.
Thank you for writing this! It almost made me cry but I really needed this today :))
Immediately no haahha