sha sha what can i say except from how lovely this piece is? of course this is a piece in relation to yourself but i can't imagine a more perfect time for this to arrive (ignore that im a day late). the other day i found myself in a Mood over the experiences that i don't feel robbed of but still want in some general fomo way. and this this sha was just a near replica of some of that feeling but from a different end, isn't it wonderful that your writing can capture this? feeling alone alongside loneliness as well is something ive had to sit with over the past couple years given the state of the world and i think prior to then i didnt know how much my sense of identity had been informed by the fact that i was always surrounded by others. fast forward to this past winter it had gotten to a point where i was repeating to my online friends that i wasn't a person anymore, i wasn't being seen or known by others that werent in the palm of my hand. on walks i find myself always looking into other peoples eyes wanting them to acknowledge that they see me and it works, sometimes. and sometimes a romantic relationship feels like it would cure that void and then i realize i would have to see that person as well, and i fear that i would crumble from that. that was a tangent i think what i'm trying to say is that is reading this reminded me of when my main human interactions were cashiers asking how id like to pay and uber eats drivers asking for directions and how i still cried about it last week and how a woman struck up a conversation with me while we waited for food and how that made me feel less lonely than the concerts and the clubs.
i am glad that you don't feel lonely sad that these months are heavy for you and glad again that you are loved and you know it.
im sure this doesnt make much sense but thank you truly for this.
sha sha what can i say except from how lovely this piece is? of course this is a piece in relation to yourself but i can't imagine a more perfect time for this to arrive (ignore that im a day late). the other day i found myself in a Mood over the experiences that i don't feel robbed of but still want in some general fomo way. and this this sha was just a near replica of some of that feeling but from a different end, isn't it wonderful that your writing can capture this? feeling alone alongside loneliness as well is something ive had to sit with over the past couple years given the state of the world and i think prior to then i didnt know how much my sense of identity had been informed by the fact that i was always surrounded by others. fast forward to this past winter it had gotten to a point where i was repeating to my online friends that i wasn't a person anymore, i wasn't being seen or known by others that werent in the palm of my hand. on walks i find myself always looking into other peoples eyes wanting them to acknowledge that they see me and it works, sometimes. and sometimes a romantic relationship feels like it would cure that void and then i realize i would have to see that person as well, and i fear that i would crumble from that. that was a tangent i think what i'm trying to say is that is reading this reminded me of when my main human interactions were cashiers asking how id like to pay and uber eats drivers asking for directions and how i still cried about it last week and how a woman struck up a conversation with me while we waited for food and how that made me feel less lonely than the concerts and the clubs.
i am glad that you don't feel lonely sad that these months are heavy for you and glad again that you are loved and you know it.
im sure this doesnt make much sense but thank you truly for this.