I do weird stuff sometimes (be careful what you’re gonna think there…). I have odd thoughts; I feel and fear. For the most part, we all do.
I find humans fascinating. Isn’t it one of the biggest relief to be able to say “Me too!”; to know that someone else is going through the same thing or is doing the same stuff as you are? We are presumably the only lifeform that experiences that feeling. I highly doubt dogs go:
– “I eat my poop and I like it.”
– “Me too! I’m so happy I’m not the only one!”
When I was a teenager, I went through a harsh breakup. More than 15 years later, I still remember my big sister D telling me about her own story and how she had her heart broken as well when she was younger. We had felt the same sadness. I found a peace of mind knowing that I wasn’t alone and that it would be possible for me to be happy again and find true love (which I totally did; thank god for that nasty breakup!). I experience the “Me too!” excitement every day still. As a mother, I share and feel relieved. It’s amazing! For example, after giving birth for the third time within 3 years and 4 months, I couldn’t sneeze without peeing my pants. Guess what!? Found out I’m not alone! As an employee, I share and feel relieved as well. I’m thinking: I’m sick of this shit. And guess what, not alone! As a woman especially, I admit and feel relieved. I have f****** cellulite. Gueeeesssss what? Not alone, Alleluia! What it is that we can’t bear the thought of being alone in our situation? Is it to feel that somehow, we’re just fine?
I hope my weird thoughts will help you get that relief, at times. Believe me, whatever you think or whatever you do, you’re not alone. Isn’t it amazing? In our own uniqueness, we are far from alone.