And then my book said,
"Perhaps it is true that we do not really exist until there is someone there to see us existing, we cannot properly speak until there is someone there who can understand what we are saying, in essence, we are not wholly alive until we are loved."
!!! !! !!!!!!! !!! The DRAMAAA !!!!! !!!
The answers, people, are in this book.
In my earlier posts I remarked that how could someone totally love me, and if they said they did I'd say I don't believe them, when I do not know my full self, so how can they know my full self? They mustn't, therefore they think they're in love but what they really are is in for a shock.
In saying this, I have talked to someone who insisted he really liked me, but I figured he just must like the idea of me because I've never told him the things you'd need to know about someone before committing to really liking them. So I told him exactly that, you don't even really know me. And then he proceeded to list a whole lot of my mannerisms that I didn't really know I had, but I definitely have. Now obviously someone being observant doesn't mean they love you, but in relation to the quote above: maybe my existence isn't waiting for me to confirm and dictate it entirely myself, but maybe I actually need the voice of this second person to help me understand myself... But this second person isn't just any old Larry, this second person is someone who loves me, for they see parts of me that I've never noticed, but their admiration for me certainly has.
So the order is changed. Instead of me working out who I am and everything about myself first, maybe this person will bring parts of me to me, and the love will work in the reverse. The person will be an accelerant of me understanding myself, instead of me understanding myself before being in love.
Are you all speaking ma language??? Am I the only shook one?
