Is it wrong to be excited about sharing a negative experience with another?
I mean, to feel excited at discovering that a friend and I each have gone through similar bad experiences – is that so bad, feeling excited about it?
At first glance, it sounds off – being happy about not just myself but someone else having to go through a bad experience.
However, upon consideration, my opinion of it improves – in fact, it even seems a wonderful thing, this excitement.
You see, it is not that I am excited that we each suffered – not at all.
I am excited that we are able to share so fully and deeply and truly with one another, be so vulnerable and open with one another, and that we are both able to find someone who understands…, and, possibly most importantly, someone who loves us nonetheless for what we share openly.
And, in having that excitement happen, and in having that sharing and love happen, we are bringing positive out of two negative situations.
So, in a way, I guess it’s like multiplications: two negative stories, when shared across our two lives, make a positive.
(Yes, I enjoyed that dorky/nerdy moment.)
So, yeah…, share away your tough and deep and true stories, people – be open and vulnerable with one another.
I think it might just be one of the best ways for us to learn to love each other best.
Aka world peace. ❤ ❤ ❤