We tend to forget that other people’s feelings matter sometimes too. Yes we want to be happy, yes we want love, yes we want to be heard.
But what about the people we want those things with? Are the happy, do they feel loved, are they being heard? Are we giving each other the same validation we all deserve?
I love when people talk to me because I like being able to be in that moment of hearing what it is they have to say,
watch the expressions on their face change as they talk about different topics. It makes me happy when people feel comfortable enough to not hide their truest selves.
But one thing with me is that I don’t feel like I deserve to be heard by anyone else.
So I’m weird and awkward when it comes to talking about myself but that’s because when I was a kid whenever I expressed who I was or what I was doing it was either mocked, ridiculed,
or shut down completely. At home I’d get yelled at, beaten up or whooped by the parental figure in the house at that point.
So it’s not always easy for me to be heard with the constant feeling of be shut down completely for who I am but for everybody else, I’m happy to lend an ear.