Funny to feel so different and misunderstood, only to learn that I'm not alone at all.
A very old friend reconnected and since then we've been having lively discussions and geeking out joyfully. I can feel that it's raised my vibration.
I never needed to over-explain myself to him. He's always understood and accepted me, in every phase of life since teenhood. We've always been harmonious. He makes me feel fully safe, and loved. He's also intellectually brilliant and has cool hobbies, which is so refreshing.
People originally from my hometown make up the majority of the friends I talk to now, even though we all left town 25 years ago! There's a familiar warmth, a kindness, an understanding there, that I've struggled to find anywhere else.
Our bonds aren't based in trauma. We were friends in our most embarrassing and awkward stages. I'm grateful for these people, because as adulthood has taught me, authentic wholesome friendships like these are so rare.
It's hard to establish a level of trust like that with others. Everyone's in such a hurry here. Or competitive in a way that doesn't really lend itself to "community." It's all demands and expectations. All doing, no BEING. Not enough emphasis on character.
Not many grew up in a warm tight knit community quite like mine, so (to me) most people seem overly preoccupied with shallow shit that doesn't appeal to me. They don't know what they're missing out on.
My old friends are real. We're the same I guess. They're my speed. These are the right people for me, and they've been here all along.
No discomfort. No confusion. No judgment. Just pure and simple love.
friday - 2024-02-16