Here is an interesting thing; When you meet someone who is split and they look perfectly fine and they seem loveable and whole on the surface and then they talk ever so little but just enough or maybe a lot about their split you do this thing
and it the craziest thing
but you can’t help it
you think- what is wrong with this person that they could not make it work, that they could not sustain it, feed it, nurture it, save it ?
And yet you cannot imagine anyone thinking that of you because you know you are loveable and good and whole and healthy.
But in their quiet they wonder it too.
But in the next moment you realize how we are all the same.