introvert/empath friendship tip:
you have around you a bit of solitude. mine is filled with the forest, the night sky, books, poetry, animals, laughter, wine, tea, cozy sweaters. it’s not perfect. it’s a little messy. but it’s my bit of solitude around me. I make it inviting for other people. there’s tea and wine for them, they can borrow books. mostly I’ve made it a place for listening. come and sit, and I’ll listen. now, most people will only come in and sit because it is comfortable. they’re neither malicious nor narcissistic; they simply aren’t aware enough of you as a person to love you for who you are. some people, your people, will come along in life and will sit in wonder of who you are, and you will love them for who they are. my people, they love my poetry, they love the stars with me, they’ll sit with a glass of wine and talk about the mysteries of the cosmos for hours. they’re hard to come by, but you’ll collect a group of these platonic lovers as you live. they’re the ones you share your secret and sacred bits of solitude with.
some people will come along who love you for you and not for what you do for them. it’s okay to wait. it’s good to wait, and to make your solitude comfortable for yourself in the meantime ❤️
