I have noticed that a lot of people I meet here and in other *creative circles* seem to be prone to either detach themselves from their immediate communities or become very dependent on *the one person that gets them*. This results in a lot of emotional stress one way or the other. Today, someone I never met, she is on the other side of the planet, someone gentle, generous and gifted said that she felt very out of touch with even nice people around her. I wanted to comfort her. I don't *know* her. I don't know, how she looks, or what her favorite food is (yet) but we have been chatting for a while and I read her posts diligently. I have no Idea if she reads mine. But I think I do *get* her. You could say, she shouldn't be important to me. But the fact is, I hate people around me getting hurt. I just want to smack fate in the face and knock out a couple of her teeth, when I read that another friend had an abusive husband, emotionally abusive parents. And it doesn't matter one bit if the person - to me - is just a name on a screen or sitting next to me on my sofa. That one I can at least hug (and go get a couple of jiu jitsu buddies to rattle at the door of said bastards, even if I didn't).

But whatever the reason, I do get the emotional response to this ingrained, deeply ingrained feeling that nobody gets you really. I know how you feel.  At least I think I do.  And In my mind it leaves us wide open to the two emotional responses I described above. Maybe it is the way our *abused* brains get back at us. But it is one thing to acknowledge: If your brains wasn't fine-tuned in a different way, we wouldn't be as madly creative. Because it is. Not normal, that is.


I do feel with you.
{hug}
brooke