The need to feel understood. I think we all have it. We all want someone to believe that we make complete and utter sense. That there is no defect. I am starting to understand that there is a treasure hidden in being misunderstood. The feeling that no human  can ever completely fully grasp you or figure you out makes your mind a special place. It means that whatever choices you are making , with your path and your heart they fit your story, fall into place and time. People don’t understand things they don’t know, which doesn’t make you awkward - it makes you special and different. You can quit the need to explain yourself in order to be understood. Talking to make them understand. Feeling understood is like the warmth of a home, but even if nobody is- I hope you can find a friend in yourself, ‚be warm to the coldest parts of you‘ and just understandingly accept what others don’t want you to be. Love is not trying to change. And everything that is allowed to be changes on its own.

Jacket: flee market, pants: Bershka, top: Monki