I’m embarrassed to tell my mom about you. When I do she looks at me with big sad eyes and tells me its okay. She tells me one day I’ll find love. And I tell her I thought I did with V. And she hugs me and we cry and she tells me its okay, tells me she knows. I tell her you don’t understand! She’s just broken! And my mom looks at me and I can see in her worn eyes how many years of life she gave for a broken person.
You say you want to be understood? Read these words and hear definitively the man who understands you more than anyone. You don’t want to be understood. You want to be rescued. You want to be loved by someone who hates themselves enough to think it’s fair the way you treat them. Your love is not meant to be accepted – but survived.