“I liked understanding and being understood.” such an incisive and cogent way of describing why the internet is such a complex and delicate tool for finding, building, and sustaining friendships. always impressed by ur bravery with starting online friendships and your sensibility in bringing them into the real world ❤️
"In the house with no doors" was so, so lovely, it reads as a lullaby. David Whyte's words made me teary eyed, he gave me a new view, a new value: witness. your words, their touch and and the care you take weaving your experiences and thoughts made me feel as if i just sat with you on a coffee shop myself, meeting over a croissant and a busy road.
i feel as if i've talked too much about them already through your comment section before, but much like you, i leaned on the internet to form friendships. it's in this wide space that i have met some of the people i treasure the most in the world, even if i have yet to have the privilege, the blessing to one day, hopefully, meet them outside the screen. you put it best -'they have met my soul before they have met my body'. these are friends that have met me with more compassion that i thought i ever deserved, whose excitement bleeds through the screen, whose happiness i can't help but to root for, and whose pain i'll help in any way within my reach. it doesn't always work out, it doesn't always last, people always change, and a lot of things, even the ones we love, aren't meant to be, but that's both the nature and tragedy of most human things.
'We speak into the void, and it’s always comforting when the void speaks back.' thank you for speaking!
“I liked understanding and being understood.” such an incisive and cogent way of describing why the internet is such a complex and delicate tool for finding, building, and sustaining friendships. always impressed by ur bravery with starting online friendships and your sensibility in bringing them into the real world ❤️
"In the house with no doors" was so, so lovely, it reads as a lullaby. David Whyte's words made me teary eyed, he gave me a new view, a new value: witness. your words, their touch and and the care you take weaving your experiences and thoughts made me feel as if i just sat with you on a coffee shop myself, meeting over a croissant and a busy road.
i feel as if i've talked too much about them already through your comment section before, but much like you, i leaned on the internet to form friendships. it's in this wide space that i have met some of the people i treasure the most in the world, even if i have yet to have the privilege, the blessing to one day, hopefully, meet them outside the screen. you put it best -'they have met my soul before they have met my body'. these are friends that have met me with more compassion that i thought i ever deserved, whose excitement bleeds through the screen, whose happiness i can't help but to root for, and whose pain i'll help in any way within my reach. it doesn't always work out, it doesn't always last, people always change, and a lot of things, even the ones we love, aren't meant to be, but that's both the nature and tragedy of most human things.
'We speak into the void, and it’s always comforting when the void speaks back.' thank you for speaking!