The gift of someone being internally programmed to inherently know how you need to be seen.

The gift of someone simply seeing you - as you are.

It’s everything.

But you’re also not running.
You’re standing; feet firmly planted in your truth.
And you’re staying exactly where you are - as you.
In your fierce, fucking power that no one can take from you.

It is with this realization that I see - I was not misunderstood.
I was misaligned.
The values I hold will only ever be fully understood by me (and by those who hold similar or identical values to mine.)
If I continue to seek acceptance from those who are desiring a world of stability and security, I will always feel misunderstood and will never fully receive their acceptance.
Just as they cannot live in my values, I also cannot live in theirs.