Being Gereltuya

A realization, a strong one that surges and strikes right on the spot — right on the point, hit me today. I gave up my hope of being understood by those of my closest circle, let alone other people. While it is true that I have precious, rare and intimate connections with my closest people, it is also unreasonable to expect them to understand me completely.

By giving up this hope to be understood completely by anyone, I am also freeing myself from the self-assigned responsibility to understand people, starting from the smallest circle of humans with whom I bonded over the years, completely and ultimately.

Quite a while ago, I made peace with the sentiment that one will never understand oneself fully, but one shall die trying anyway. But does it hold in this understanding-others context? I will have to meditate further about it.