Learning from new romance
I was married to someone for a long time who needed to be the belle of the ball.
So—she avoided any group where she wasn't already chief raconteur. If she got stuck in a group that didn't accept her as the sun, she wilted and disappeared.
So—she usually dominated group activities for the first 50 minutes, speaking faster and more loudly if she perceived another person raising a hand (like her bullied mother).
So, she's certain she's a brilliant entertainer, writer, and speaker.
Yuck. Why did I put up with this crap?
How nice to spend friendship and romantic time with new friends who recognize that their words often fail to capture the immensity of human experience. The infinitude of potential meaning. Words that come from the heart and ears first. Then the cerebral interventions, second.