Misperceptions

Silent but deadly. A slow and steady decline in kinship, a divide in love. Misperception, the death of connection. Honestly? This goes beyond romance. Beyond marriage. It can seep into platonic friendships, relationships with family, and even those with coworkers. How can you value your connection with someone when it feels false? When you feel unseen. This is especially poisonous when it comes with a negative connotation. When passion is seen as anger, when discretion is seen as sneakiness, and when silliness is seen as stupidity. Sometimes we take the most beautiful parts of people we love and subconsciously turn them into something vile, something unworthy. And once the grimy feeling of being incorrectly perceived digs its claws into you, you start to long for nothing more than to be seen.

So the question remains, how can we avoid this? How can we avoid putting the people we love into suffocating cages? Where, like any animal, they’ll eventually want to break free. I don’t have the answers, but I’m impossibly curious.

Thank you for reading, and as always, any criticisms or input related to the discussion are not only welcomed but encouraged. Happy Saturday from Daniel Island, SC.