Yesterday evening I got to spend with some awesome ladies that I'm grateful to be able to call friends. It's not often time is I get the kind of honest encounter like yesterday. I was up in the clouds when I left to go home.
I'm the kind of person who likes to stay at home. I like being by myself a lot of the time, even though you're not really alone when you're married. And I spend a lot of time alone. But that gives me time to read and the quiet that I need to regain energy. Which is all great for me. However, once in a while, I find the need to share thoughts and feelings. I'm not the most talkative person, I think most people know that. But even we who don't always talk have a need to be heard.
This is probably why I don't see myself having a lot of friends. Cause I like to have people close. So that when we actually meet there's no need to keep it shallow. I hate small talk. Can't deal with it. But it comes with a problem. I stop myself from talking and getting to know new people. One, because I don't need it, and two, because I'm scared of it. Truthfully I think we all need new people and fresh winds in our lives occasionally. How will we otherwise move forward?
This is one of the things that I hope to be better at in the future. I'm striving to turning my fears into something I'll be good at someday.
Yesterday I realised, while we shared our thoughts, that we are all actually the same. We think we're the only ones fighting our fight, whatever it might be. When we're actually fighting the same thing. What if we joined our forces and together took a stand against loneliness, depression etc. The power lies in sharing and finding others that are going through the same things as you. Together we are stronger.