Day 100 of #100Daychallenge
I know we don’t always have the deepest of chats, but we seem to see each other. I’m glad of that. I’m glad I don’t fear you. Heck, I’m really proud of you.
Lately, when I look at you, I see myself. Which is an odd way of looking at our relationship. I see me in you: your obsessive nature, your quietness, the way you go deep inside yourself for days when you’re worried.
I used to hide myself from you, for fear that you’d be angry or offended. I don’t force my life on you. I know that a lot of what I do is strange and alien to you. And that’s fine. That really is fine. I don’t need you to support everything in my life. I know you love me. I know you’re proud of me too. And that really is enough.