It’s profound to be understood
Today, I watched Portia give Ellen her birthday present and Ellen quoted her wife, saying “It is great to be loved. It’s profound to be understood.”
Yesterday, I wrote my first fanfiction since publishing my novel. It’s been eight years since I wrote anything in the spn fandom and I found myself so happy at the reception of it. My boyfriend, who picks on me a little for falling back into fandom, came home from work and the first thing he asked was “Where’s the chapter?” He read it, told me it was good and asked how I felt about it.
This was what I said to him. “I think I missed the feedback, the attention. To see firsthand that something I wrote is being read and enjoyed.”
He smiled at me and shrugged, said, “Then go back to writing Supernatural. And when the time comes for the next book, you’ll have even more people to share it with.”
My ex-husband, whom I’ve been apart from for a decade, never once heard me sing, despite my career as a vocalist. He never read anything I wrote in fandom. He never had anything nice to say or supported my passions or even the talents that made us money.
To be with someone that suggests I indulge in something that will NOT make us money, just to do something because I ENJOY doing it... He isn’t in fandom. He doesn’t understand it. But he understands ME. And that... that IS profound.