I thought about it. And here's what I realized about true understanding together: it's a choice. Every day. Sometimes difficult. But the one that warms you. This is when you know you are loved for who you are. Your weaknesses do not cause irritation, but a desire to embrace. It's when you don't play, don't try to appear better than you really are. You are already the best for each other. Even with your own cockroaches in your head, with silence instead of answers.

And yes, it won't always be pretty. But it is always pleasant and real. It's a feeling. It is a person. A voice that you know by ear. A touch that soothes you. A look in which you realize you are not alone.

What does being together really mean to you?

Sincerely,
Olga