Do we really know the people in our life?

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I think X about you.
But you think that I think Y about you.

But I don’t know that you think that I think Y about you.
And you don’t know that I think X about you.

But the real you is Z which I don’t know.
So it’s obvious that I’ll find your behaviour weird because you were never X.
But it’s not obvious to me that X is not equal to Z.
Because for me Z does not exist!

And you’ll find my behaviour weird because you wonder why I can’t see that you are Z and why I keep seeing you as Y. But you don’t know that that’s only what YOU think, not really what I think!

If you got this completely, that’s wonderful.
And if you feel like you’re down two tequila shots after reading this, 🙃 let me summarize the whole thing in ONE LINE:

“I don’t know you and you don’t know me but we think we know each other.”

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The way I see it: Life is really NOT about knowing each other, it’s about ACCEPTING each other just the way we are and the way we are not, irrespective of whether X and Y and Z are the same or not. And that is precisely what is called love.

Maybe you too see it that way. Maybe you don’t. How does it matter? Let’s love each other anyway no?

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