Just a place for me to write where a very few trusted folks can see it. The things I share here are very personal and the reblog controls don't work for me--I don't want to totally leave for good because Goonies Never Say Die, so NO REBLOGS OF MY WRITING PLEASE.
I think about how hayao miyazaki said that love is two people inspiring each other to live. and to live doesn’t just mean to be alive. living involves finding beauty in the simple moments of being. so to inspire someone to be in awe of the simplicity of living? that’s special
@strid3rofthen0rth before I scrolled down, I was like, 'He's at least 2 steps up because Ebon Moss-Bachrach (Richie) is at least 6 feet tall. And Jeremy Allen White is...not.' Haha!
Grieving what you missed out on with your parents is a step that has to happen before you'll be able to fully embrace having that need met in new relationships.
For example, letting yourself grieve the fact that your parents made you feel like you were too sensitive, will enable you to more fully accept that your spouse or close friends really don't find you too sensitive, or really do value your sensitivity, etc.
This is a key part of the answer to the annoying people who like to ask questions like "You're a grown adult, why are you doing therapy to blame your parents for what happened when you were a kid?"
Of course, it's not usually about trying to blame them anyway. But...this is why we "dig up" the past in therapy. Fully seeing and respecting our pain is part of healing it.