Let’s be honest, I’m now 25. I returned back from my trip feeling disconnected from people. I feel disconnected from friends, family, even at work. I feel extremely uncomfortable, insecure. I keep questioning myself, my capabilities, even my own heart. My confidence has taken a dive into the deep end of a pool and I can’t swim, literally.
These solo trips, solo adventures for my soul, for my heart, for my self love are the best, needed and deserved, and sadly preferred. So why do I feel so disconnected from people? Have I become accustomed to my independence? Have I become so use to being alone? Would I rather be alone than in the presence of company? So many thoughts have been running through my head for the past two weeks.
I’ve been put in the awkward situations of having to face my issues. To talk about my feelings and I couldn’t help but cry. Call me emotional, call me sensitive, both things I am for sure. But while expressing my feelings to people who I feel could honestly care less about my well-being, it hurts me in a way that I can only cry. And within that moment my favorite piece of literature pops in my head…
The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of because words diminish them. Words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But its more than that isn’t it. The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried. Like landmarks to a treasure, your enemies would love to steal away and you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way not understanding what you said at all or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst I think, when the secret stays locked within, not for want of a teller but for want of an understanding ear. – The Body, Stephen King
Are you surprised this was written by Stephen King? The mastermind behind thrillers! I discovered this when a dear friend surprised me with his book Four Seasons which is filled with 4 short stories, two of which became movies. The Body was turned into the movie, Stand by Me. I was obsessed with it when I received it as a gift on my 14th birthday and even more obsessed when I received the book for my 18th birthday! It is still my favorite movie and again, my favorite piece of literature.
You see, I am sensitive, I am very in touch with my emotions and I feel, fearlessly! Because of these reasons, I am very protective of who I share things with because to me, everything seems to be important. I hold many things to be important to me and in some ways that’s a blessing and yet it’s a curse. But this passage has always stayed with me. It has given me comfort and prepared me for issues I was forced to express myself. And yet the biggest take away has nothing to do with me. I think we’re all looking for an understanding ear. So that is what I seek to give to others, an understanding ear.
I believe it is my life’s work, to give to others, not of myself but of what I believe we all need. We all need to feel loved, cared for and understood in some way. So where does the disconnect come from? Inside? From others? Both?

The answer is simple when I open my heart and listen, for it is me, myself, and I. As I know I am only responsible for my own happiness, for my part in any and all relationships. Losing sight in myself, in my purpose can become clouded at times and has been the case in this month. I’ve turned to literature, to poetry to help comfort and remind me who I am and who I continue to strive to be every day. My journey will not always be rainbows, butterflies, and filled with perfection. I’m not seeking perfection. I’m living, loving, and giving through my journey.
-ily, B



