Bonjour, mon ami!
I bond with people who can see me for me and who are vulnerable and let me see them for them. I value this trait in all my fellow sprites because I grew up around people who mastered hiding their emotions.
When I was young, I remember always being the one who cried a lot. The truth is, I was never the one who cried a lot, I was just surrounded by a lot of people who hid their emotions very well. I remember being envious that they could hide their emotions so easily.
The problem with parents is they hide the fact that they are human and make mistakes. They want to appear strong, appear competent. But really, they are figuring it out as they go along. They give you guidance and try to mold you into the person that they could never become because they had their own internal demons to battle. And in some cases their internal demons got the best of them. The extra obstacle is that they know your strengths and your weaknesses, before you do, because you are a derivation of them after all, my dear. They see you before you know you are you.
In some ways our parents are envious of us because they are excited that we have access to opportunities that they never had. And sometimes our parents' nature can show itself, even when they are doing their best to hide their true emotions, through the passive comments that are interlaced into conversations. People always expose their insecurities in time and it's in the passing comments that you find their true motivations.
For those of you who understand what I'm talking about, you have the gift, and you truly listen to the person talking to you. Because you're not just listening to their words, you're also listening to their tone, the order of the words they choose to use, the hesitations and breaths taken, and most importantly, their body language. (Santa would hate for me to admit this, but the the devil is in the details).
So my little sprites, I challenge you to truly see the individuals you choose to share your lifespan with. Remember, you become what you consume and you will conform to the group of people you hang out with the most. Truly listen, truly read, truly see each other for each other. It'll save you a lot of heartache if you're just honest with yourself.
I want you to ask yourself: Do I like this person?
Not: Does this person like me?
And this applies to family members as well. Family means you are bonded by some higher power, but it does not mean that you're cut from the same cloth, and sometimes the fabrics do not mesh well together. That is why acceptance is so fucking important.
Acceptance is the recognition of a soul. Acceptance is not telling that soul how to be, how to feel, what to wear, how to think, how to speak, etc. Acceptance is simply: We see each other.