Have You Ever Felt This Way

[lavender]

 

[sexy-girl]

lavender i feel this way too and sometimes it scares me ... it also amazes me you've been able to put what i feel so easy into words but yes that's exactly how it feels life just doesn't feel real unless im sharing or experiencing it with her ... its why im almost a completely different person when she's away and i lose a lot of my drive

sometimes i wonder if its healthy but it works ... it makes me happy and she feels the same way ... so our healthy destructive relationship works

 

[erosman]

Gee, lavy, you are poignant this morning.

Sometimes I look inside myself and am amazed at the drive to express what I am experiencing - i.e., a sunrise, a tough day at work, a dream. For me, the drive is strong to express. Most people can't shut me up.

The satisfying moment is when the expression is received by someone who communicates my significance to them, by listening...by caring...by responding. I think it feels like...love.

 

[BigDawg69]

Absolutely! I totally have felt that way. Especially when distance is an issue. You want so desperately for that other person to be a part of your life that you have a need to share even the most droll of daily life. I also have felt the complete need to listen to the details of her day as well. To know everything she feels, and it all stems from a overwhelming desire to spend my life with her. It is very hard, it can be smothering. But that is what love is, it wraps you up and hold on tight. The delicate tight rope is not to hold on too tight.

 

[calypso_21]

I know the feeling oh too well. It is kinda like our experiences are only 2 dimensional and by telling this person they become three dimensional and are given life.

Interesting though. There are only just so many people in my life I want to do this with...two that I can think of at the moment.

 

[sufisaint]

Love is really about sharing...noone will ever complete you or make you happy but you can share your happiness , your love...and what is really great is when you can share your sadness, your defeats and they understand....they are just there for you to listen and care...

 

[erosman]

sometimes i wonder if its healthy but it works ... it makes me happy and she feels the same way ... so our healthy destructive relationship works

I love this perspective, sexy-girl!

Relationships should so-o-o-o be able to grow outside the box...otherwise you'll just have greenhouse tomatoes...cookie cutter days .

 

[april-wine]

It's all about sharing..*****, Love, Yourself....I tell about the boring the stuff too, though somehow she never thinks it's boring....

 

[IrishWolfhound]

Lavy

Read my thread from the other day called "What I miss..."

The lady is back in my life, but the feelings I gave there reflect some of what you are saying.

http://www.literotica.com/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=103279

 

[Cheyenne]

The people who know me best know just about everything about my daily life, and my family, too. Sometimes I wonder if I am boring them to tears with my "updates" but they swear they like hearing about everything in my life. I guess I don't do this with just one person then, but a whole group of them. And yes, it is time consuming. But these friends are part of my life and I like spending the time with them.

 

[erosman]

I know the feeling oh too well. It is kinda like our experiences are only 2 dimensional and by telling this person they become three dimensional and are given life.

Relationships can be addictive - the rush from emotional connection. I am an emotional slut! and I see it rooted in my drive for the expression/response cycle. No two are the same. Each has its own distinct flavor. Gawd, I get an emotional hard-on

 

[Hamletmaschine]

. . . separated by cities. . . .

There was some other stuff in your post that I couldn't make heads or tails of, but this phrase rang true.

 

[Aphrodisiac]

I know that feeling so well , because we are in different cities and don't get to see each as often as we like I always want to share every aspect of my life with him.

Whenever any little thing happens I tell him and he does the same when certain things happen in his life. At times I don't tell him because some times I fee like maybe I should not tell him every thing .. but he senses this about me and will ask me if I forgot to mention some thing him or do I have some thing extra to tell him. He knows me so well and I know him too , I think that is why we share so much with one another.

Plus when I tell him the things that are happening in my life, since he is not here with me ... I feel by telling him he can some what be a part of what is happening with me. It might not make any sense but that is how I am with him.

 

[morninggirl5]

I know i'm letting someone inside my walls when something happens and i'm wondering how they will react when i tell them about it.

 

[intrigued]

Oh yes. But, everyone else has said it all so well, theres not much point in replying.
I do want you to know that I think whenever we care deeply for someone, we want to feel as close as we can to them, and being apart when we need/want them for whatever reason is lessened when we can give them a blow~by~blow of whatever is compelling to us, it matters not what it is.
I often stop myself, for various reasons, but still feel the need for them, so I find other ways of expressing it...sometimes its as simple as asking them to look up at the sky at the same time I do , and in that moment, feeling you are right beside them, sharing something together. But, I can't stop myself from wanting to know as much as possible about them, and their day. It is a bond, and not at all silly.

 

[Aphrodisiac]

I often stop myself, for various reasons, but still feel the need for them, so I find other ways of expressing it...sometimes its as simple as asking them to look up at the sky at the same time I do , and in that moment, feeling you are right beside them, sharing something together.

intrigued ,


I can relate .... we do some thing like that ...

He always tells me to look out my window and look at the moon , so we can see it together.

It all came out from our first date ... it makes me happy he remembers little things like that... only makes me love him even more.

 

[Persephone36]

I know that feeling *so* well, inside out you might say.

I think it's the paradox that we live with as humans. We are alone in life -- we only will ever know and understand in some small portion our own consciousness. And yet for so many of us we need regular close human contact to give our lives a sense of meaning.

For some of us perhaps more than others. I know that I need to share the big and small, even very mundane details of my life with the people I'm the most close with. It helps me to feel that I exist. That I matter in the world. And I care as equally about the same things in their lives. Particularly when I've fallen in love that's happened. And with my best friend who lives on the opposite coast. He tends to tell me things like what he fixed on his car -- I tend to tell him all the emotions I went through during a day, lol.

I do know that my tendency to want to share sometimes, maybe even often, comes out of insecurity. Lacking a sense of the meaning of my own life, the purpose of it. Because I don't feel calm and centered within myself -- I sometimes feel as if I don't exist unless I'm having a dialogue going back and forth with another. With a person whose opinion matters to me. I think part of that is the pleasure I take in being in contact with others, I thrive on having people around me. But I think part of it is an attempt to look outside of myself for what I have trouble giving to myself. Sometimes, even if it doesn't show -- *I* feel a neediness, even a sense of desperation in my reaching out.

But when I work very hard at figuring out my needs and fulfilling them (I think a life-long process really) then my sense of self is strong. Then I'm sharing a strong *me* with others. Then that relationship with others is stronger and more fulfilling too. And when it's not there -- I don't feel quite so alone. I don't feel so bereft if they're not available. Because I have myself.

 

[intrigued]

I know that feeling *so* well, inside out you might say.

I think it's the paradox that we live with as humans. We are alone in life -- we only will ever know and understand in some small portion our own consciousness. And yet for so many of us we need regular close human contact to give our lives a sense of meaning.

For some of us perhaps more than others. I know that I need to share the big and small, even very mundane details of my life with the people I'm the most close with. It helps me to feel that I exist. That I matter in the world. And I care as equally about the same things in their lives. Particularly when I've fallen in love that's happened. And with my best friend who lives on the opposite coast. He tends to tell me things like what he fixed on his car -- I tend to tell him all the emotions I went through during a day, lol.

I do know that my tendency to want to share sometimes, maybe even often, comes out of insecurity. Lacking a sense of the meaning of my own life, the purpose of it. Because I don't feel calm and centered within myself -- I sometimes feel as if I don't exist unless I'm having a dialogue going back and forth with another. With a person whose opinion matters to me. I think part of that is the pleasure I take in being in contact with others, I thrive on having people around me. But I think part of it is an attempt to look outside of myself for what I have trouble giving to myself. Sometimes, even if it doesn't show -- *I* feel a neediness, even a sense of desperation in my reaching out.

But when I work very hard at figuring out my needs and fulfilling them (I think a life-long process really) then my sense of self is strong. Then I'm sharing a strong *me* with others. Then that relationship with others is stronger and more fulfilling too. And when it's not there -- I don't feel quite so alone. I don't feel so bereft if they're not available. Because I have myself.

Your last paragraph really says it all. Thank you.
I liken needing someone to suicide.
I don't mind sharing fuuny things with others, I'll share that so easily, but when I'm down or hurt, I'm behind a wall and its extremely hard to reach me. Usually I am the only one that can. Too many times I have been encouraged to talk, to share, to let someone in, but in the end, I always pay a price. I am all I truly need, and all I can ever count on.

Aphropdisiac, it is a nice one, huh?

 

[Guest]

Sharing is one of the best parts of a relationship. It's the mingling of friendship and intimacy that brings me such warmth.

 

[Persephone36]

Your last paragraph really says it all. Thank you.

You're welcome intrigued. Funny, but I was going to PM you out of the blue when I read your post before I wrote. Just because I think we're on a similar wave-length at times. And I like to let people know when what they've written touches me or makes me think. I appreciate your posts, I realized lately that I'm always interested to take the time to read one of yours when I come upon them. I think you try to view things in a very clear-eyed way. And it takes courage to look at life like that.

Besides, you live in SC -- lol, I spent my childhood summers in Charleston and HH Island. So, I owe you a PM, intrigued.

P.

 

[intrigued]

You're welcome intrigued. Funny, but I was going to PM you out of the blue when I read your post before I wrote. Just because I think we're on a similar wave-length at times. And I like to let people know when what they've written touches me or makes me think. I appreciate your posts, I realized lately that I'm always interested to take the time to read one of yours when I come upon them. I think you try to view things in a very clear-eyed way. And it takes courage to look at life like that.

Besides, you live in SC -- lol, I spent my childhood summers in Charleston and HH Island. So, I owe you a PM, intrigued.

P.

Why I certainly do thank you. This goes a very long way...

I feel courageous most of the time. I am at a point of tremendous change, I am changing almost every part of my life, and sometimes, courage is hard to come by. Sometimes, I just get worn out by it all, and I'm betting it shows in my posts, though I do try to not allow that...its those times that I play in the eye candy thread.

I have lived here all my life, with the exception of 8 years in Charlotte, NC. I have only been to Charleston once, and I shall never forget it. What a beautiful place, and the one place I've been that made me actually feel its history. I stood at the battery looking out at the ocean and I honestly feel I saw boats full of men and I could imagine the look in their eyes...its like I knew their stories and what they were thinking. It was very strange, yet somewhat comforting. I got the same sensations looking at all the old homes, I felt swept away, and oh how those walls told stories! Sometimes I think I've been misplaced in time...
I would love to return, but I would like someone to make the trip with me, it makes it so much nicer.

I'm pleased to make your acquaintance, and thanks for such a kind reply.

 

[erosman]

I do know that my tendency to want to share sometimes, maybe even often, comes out of insecurity. Lacking a sense of the meaning of my own life, the purpose of it. Because I don't feel calm and centered within myself -- I sometimes feel as if I don't exist unless I'm having a dialogue going back and forth with another. With a person whose opinion matters to me. I think part of that is the pleasure I take in being in contact with others, I thrive on having people around me. But I think part of it is an attempt to look outside of myself for what I have trouble giving to myself. Sometimes, even if it doesn't show -- *I* feel a neediness, even a sense of desperation in my reaching out.

We've been sold a bill of goods, that somehow standing alone...self-secure is the purpose of our design. The interdependence that arises from mutual expression releases the most powerful medicine of our hearts. We become secure, not when we become strong, but when we accept our weakness. To need is perhaps not luck, but Divine.

 

[KillerMuffin]

The greatest gift anyone could ever receive is to be a part of someone else.

Everyone needs to know that they are loved, that someone thinks about them, that someone cares about them. It's not enough to be loved, you must also know that you are loved.

Telling someone that you love them is okay. People need to hear that they are loved. But just hearing it doesn't lead to knowing it. Giving gifts, like flowers, cards, and stuff, is okay, too. People need to feel as if they are thought about when they aren't present. But that doesn't lead to knowing either.

There is only one way that you make sure that the person you love knows that you love him or her. That's to become a part of that person and let him become a part of you.

To let someone become a part of you, all you have to do is share yourself--that parts that make you, you--like hopes, dreams, fears, pieces of each day, your life. And give that person a place to share the same things without fear of being hurt. You'll never need to say, "I love you," because he will know that you do, but say it anyway.

And, for the rest of your lives, hold hands when you're together.

 

[lavender]

 

[Guest]