Day 37— feel seen
“Miss Independent” — Ne-Yo
“That’s why I love her”
When you feel seen, that’s what makes more echo inside me, when the reason someone loves me is the same reason I love myself for.
“There’s something about her”
It’s because they can read you, it’s because when they can sense you, when you feel seen. Feel seen for what you are proud of in your life. If that’s not the case, it will all last only until you realize that you need that.
It doesn’t matter if you’re the least perceptive person, the person who you’re with should be able to perceive you. To be able to say out loud what are the things they see in you.
When the qualities that you have don’t match with the reasons he or she loves you… that’s painful to navigate because you won’t be able to add up.
“And she moves like a boss”
“Play like a boss”
“That’s the kind of girl I need”
“She got her own thing”
When will it be so less crucified the fact of being an autonomous woman? I didn’t know it could be so judged, so punished. Punishing that I’m not a codependent woman who is shattered easily by a breakup. Condemned for moving on. Condemned for feeling good by myself. Condemned for being comfortable with living by my own rules. Condemned for rejecting the standard love that so many people strive for.
But, whatever. It is very comforting, to know that I’ve become a person who will not stop listening to myself, even if that’s a painful decision.
It’s thrilling to know how every year I’m feeling better in my own skin, feeling prouder of the decisions that I’m making.
And prouder of the person I’m becoming, comfortable with my own shortcomings, confident that I can take the hardest challenges, and at peace with the pain I’ve experience. And surprised at myself of the peace I have with new uncertainties.
I can’t figure it out
There’s something about her
