Every meaningful conversation in my life in the family home happens in the kitchen.
Every other meaningful conversation in my life away from the family home happens like this:
Two people in deep conversation over cups of coffee or hot meals, tucked cozily in a corner of a public space. Two people exchanging personal stories, radical ideas, honest opinions, and naked emotions.
My forte is deeper conversations and my honest reflections are my gifts in return. I have cottons for a heart, that’s true, but I have steel for principles, gold for thoughts, and magic with words. I am loyal and trustworthy; I love deeply, too sincerely.
When you’re ready to go deep, you know where to find me.
“You have to accept that some people are not made for deep conversations, or for holding you together when you’re about to fall apart, or for keeping you from unzipping your skin, or for talking you out of suicide, or to love you through the worst moments of your life. Some people are made for shallow exchanges, and ridiculous banter, and nothing more. And that’s okay. That doesn’t make them horrible people because they simply aren’t able to handle a storm like you. It doesn’t make you a bad person because you won’t divulge all the gritty details of your horror show. It makes you smart. You have to accept that there will be people that cannot give you what you need. It doesn’t mean they are not worth keeping in your life. You just have to figure out who these ones are before you’re disappointed. And you have to keep them at arm’s length. You cannot expect everyone in your life to understand, to be nonjudgmental, to get it. But that’s okay, because not everyone was made to impart wisdom, or wax-poetic, or speak on politics and the depravity of society, or discuss how crucial it is that the stigma of mental illness be abolished. There are times when you have to get away from all that heaviness. You have to. And you will need superficial conversation about Kim Kardashian’s arse, or a debate on the colour of The Dress. You will need those ones. So don’t go round cutting people off and dropping your friends. You need people for all your seasons. You need people or you won’t survive this.”
— salikawood@tumblr, what my therapist told me this morning