being misunderstood feels like a gift these days because the time i spend explaining myself just for someone to still not get it has drastically reduced.

being misunderstood used to really hurt my feelings and upset me but then i remember that there are many people who will never understand me because i'm still an individual having these experiences and my perspectives are mostly shaped from my many experiences & learned lessons.

yes, you may relate but that doesn't mean you understand, and that's okay. i don't need to be understood by many people if i give myself the gift of understanding. and the people that are allowed closest to me are such because they also do.

understanding me requires letting go of a lot of biases and judgements that you have regarding freedom and going against the accepted standards. i am my own person through and through and am always okay with resistance when it's purposeful.

a lot of misunderstanding comes from people trying to mirror my thinking. this is something i dislike on a deep level because i never need you to think like me to understand me. i need you to listen to me and take your time doing so.

people are conditioned to want immediate answers for their every question and that's never been my process because that is not learning. i would know.

that's knowing something but that doesn't mean you learned it and integrated it.
i could explain a lot of things but if you have no intention of actually having an experience and integrating the conceptual language that was shared, then ... well.

i always share my thoughts when they arrive to me because that's how i learn. i see my thoughts and insights as starting places for me to have an experience and understand *why* that thought came to me and get a more well rounded picture.

i speak about my life experience because i'm not fond of intellectual debates over curriculum or regurgitating information because i'm not a parrot and very capable of creating my own truths and information based on my experiences and embodiment.