While reading this, I felt like someone peered into my soul and wrote about my life. So much of living is punctuated by grief, loneliness and performance. I can't pick one particular sentence, but here are some lines that really resonated with me from the essay. (also, I appreciate the links at the end so, so much. thank you for that! <3)
- "who are you when you are not lonely?"
- "A black hole sits at the centre of my being, and today, I let it consume me. The black hole felt acknowledged, heard, and seen."
- "Internet gaze. Male gaze. Female gaze. Queer gaze. “Seen”. “Read”. “Views” — a language of sight, yet most of us have voluntarily blindfolded our eyes."
this was so beautiful and painful to read. thank you for this, Shivani and Rohini! <3
Hey Sowmya. Shivani here. Thank you so much for reading and for letting me know your thoughts on the same. I'm glad these words resonated with you. Sending lots of love your way! 😘
While reading this, I felt like someone peered into my soul and wrote about my life. So much of living is punctuated by grief, loneliness and performance. I can't pick one particular sentence, but here are some lines that really resonated with me from the essay. (also, I appreciate the links at the end so, so much. thank you for that! <3)
- "who are you when you are not lonely?"
- "A black hole sits at the centre of my being, and today, I let it consume me. The black hole felt acknowledged, heard, and seen."
- "Internet gaze. Male gaze. Female gaze. Queer gaze. “Seen”. “Read”. “Views” — a language of sight, yet most of us have voluntarily blindfolded our eyes."
this was so beautiful and painful to read. thank you for this, Shivani and Rohini! <3
Hey Sowmya. Shivani here. Thank you so much for reading and for letting me know your thoughts on the same. I'm glad these words resonated with you. Sending lots of love your way! 😘