I seem to remember a time when I was better at it, too. To be fair, I was never great at it. I recall being highly introspective and tight-lipped in high school. People used to think I knew things, because I always looked pensive.
I blame it on having experiences that I knew no one would understand. In time, we all learn to hide, especially those of us that are truly different, either spiritually, or in terms of our sexual identities. Quite ironically, it's those who have those differences that need that ability to be open more than anyone.
The world can be a cruel place. Those we love the most often hurt us the most. Everyone learns to be cynical, too, I think, and to distrust. It's hard to bear in mind that it is we, and not the "other" in question, that need to give people another chance.
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me too. what happened in 8 years. we used to be better at this... or so my odd little brain remembers..
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I blame it on having experiences that I knew no one would understand. In time, we all learn to hide, especially those of us that are truly different, either spiritually, or in terms of our sexual identities. Quite ironically, it's those who have those differences that need that ability to be open more than anyone.
The world can be a cruel place. Those we love the most often hurt us the most. Everyone learns to be cynical, too, I think, and to distrust. It's hard to bear in mind that it is we, and not the "other" in question, that need to give people another chance.
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