“Love has a way of doing that—turning someone from merely a synopsis into a full novel”. “It’s strange how a person can love merely a phase of us—a fraction of the person we will become”. Oh my god this hit SO deep. What a lovely way of describing something so hard to recognize and embrace. In my case I am a lover of nostalgia and I carry it with me anywhere, but sometimes it’s complicated to remember things and people that hurt me so much. Even though, I know still I have all this love that once was for them and it never went away, it just changed. Thank you for writing this, for putting such a complex experience in such precise words 💗
This had to be said! If being stupid bought me joy in that picture maybe it was okay to be stupid for a bit. Stupid isn't always bad. Happy stupid can be good stupid.
This is so beautifully, honestly written. I also cringe at exes who weren’t the right choice… but by doing that I’m inexplicably shaming myself. I did the best I could with the knowledge that I had. I was brave and tried my hand at love. Thank you for sharing your writing 🙏
What a great perspective! One I definitely never thought of before - as someone that is sooooo far from past loves and sooo deep into this current one (22 years deep) I rarely think about before, but if I did I’d do it with a negative eye. You’re right yesterday me, led me to today and there is something really beautiful about that!
"Sometimes, now, I wonder if those I once loved would love the version of me that exists now." oh my god that makes me want to cry. Such a accurate feeling and perfectly said.
I agree but I also do believe that a person can change, maybe what they're past self thought it was happiness, but now that they've grown and matured, they realised that it wasn't ACTUALLY happiness instead just a distraction to something depressing. Theyre mad at the fact they foolishly BELIEVED they were happy.
at one point a silly boy made us happy, and that moment stays preserved forever, no matter how the relationship transpires. those experiences stay with us regardless of whether it works out or not - and usually it works out for us in the long run, just not in the way we expect it to. it’s okay to reminisce over a happy moment and not want to go back to the person you shared that happy moment with. this is a great piece :)
Thank you for sharing such a beautiful essay. I couldn't agree more. And you've warmed me up to Sally Rooney, whom I've dismissed ever since I read Normal People
I deleted most of the pictures of the person I once loved months ago, just a few hours ago before reading this , I was in the same room as them. I couldn’t pretend I didn’t know them and sadly I couldn’t to them like I’ve caressed the tattoo on their chest…
Even though I'm a little older than you (just turned 64 in april 😉) I love what you write about and it's so beautifully written. Such great insights for a young person too. Feels as if you're writing down what I'm feeling, I'm captured from the first word. I hope to read lots and lots more of you.
Remember me as a person who is capable of that kind of love, motivates me to keep finding love in every detail of my life. <3 beautiful writing, thank you.
“Love has a way of doing that—turning someone from merely a synopsis into a full novel”. “It’s strange how a person can love merely a phase of us—a fraction of the person we will become”. Oh my god this hit SO deep. What a lovely way of describing something so hard to recognize and embrace. In my case I am a lover of nostalgia and I carry it with me anywhere, but sometimes it’s complicated to remember things and people that hurt me so much. Even though, I know still I have all this love that once was for them and it never went away, it just changed. Thank you for writing this, for putting such a complex experience in such precise words 💗
Yessss.. Finallllyyy.. Thank youuu!!!
This had to be said! If being stupid bought me joy in that picture maybe it was okay to be stupid for a bit. Stupid isn't always bad. Happy stupid can be good stupid.
This is so beautifully, honestly written. I also cringe at exes who weren’t the right choice… but by doing that I’m inexplicably shaming myself. I did the best I could with the knowledge that I had. I was brave and tried my hand at love. Thank you for sharing your writing 🙏
Wow, this reflection is magnificent. "She was merely an unfinished sketch mistaken for the final draft". Thank you for sharing.
What a great perspective! One I definitely never thought of before - as someone that is sooooo far from past loves and sooo deep into this current one (22 years deep) I rarely think about before, but if I did I’d do it with a negative eye. You’re right yesterday me, led me to today and there is something really beautiful about that!
"Sometimes, now, I wonder if those I once loved would love the version of me that exists now." oh my god that makes me want to cry. Such a accurate feeling and perfectly said.
Again, you are hitting me right to the heart here! So much talent and nuance in these words.
reading your article has changed my way to see the past and heal an inner part of myself somehow, thank you.
I agree but I also do believe that a person can change, maybe what they're past self thought it was happiness, but now that they've grown and matured, they realised that it wasn't ACTUALLY happiness instead just a distraction to something depressing. Theyre mad at the fact they foolishly BELIEVED they were happy.
at one point a silly boy made us happy, and that moment stays preserved forever, no matter how the relationship transpires. those experiences stay with us regardless of whether it works out or not - and usually it works out for us in the long run, just not in the way we expect it to. it’s okay to reminisce over a happy moment and not want to go back to the person you shared that happy moment with. this is a great piece :)
Thank you for sharing such a beautiful essay. I couldn't agree more. And you've warmed me up to Sally Rooney, whom I've dismissed ever since I read Normal People
I read this at just the right time! This was beautiful!
I deleted most of the pictures of the person I once loved months ago, just a few hours ago before reading this , I was in the same room as them. I couldn’t pretend I didn’t know them and sadly I couldn’t to them like I’ve caressed the tattoo on their chest…
Even though I'm a little older than you (just turned 64 in april 😉) I love what you write about and it's so beautifully written. Such great insights for a young person too. Feels as if you're writing down what I'm feeling, I'm captured from the first word. I hope to read lots and lots more of you.
Amen. It would be fashionable to be cynical. But it's a terrible way to live.
Remember me as a person who is capable of that kind of love, motivates me to keep finding love in every detail of my life. <3 beautiful writing, thank you.