“most, i think, are more loved than they realize. but they also mistake being loved for being understood. and sometimes the loneliness one feels is not from being unloved but from not being understood. or worse, being misunderstood.
love is beautiful and spectacular. but being understood is even more so, because it is rarer than love. being understood is being free to be you always – love doesn’t always offer us that. and if we can find in somebody, the potential to love and understand us, we have found an exceptional being. if we can be that somebody to anyone, we are exceptional to them.”