Touch Of My Hand


I’m sure you have heard some version of the age old saying, “When it comes to relationships, the only one who can complete yourself is you. No one can do that for you”, and for many of us, that saying has taken on a completely new meaning in the last few weeks given we have watched the world close down around us in isolation.

To say that it has been a challenge would be an understatement, but for me, self-isolation has brought forth an abundance of sitting with my thoughts, reexamining where I am in life versus where I want to be, enjoying a good movie or book with a glass wine and finding pleasure in pleasuring myself.

All of these things seem to find their way into my daily routine, but the one thing that I keep revisiting is the unspoken beauty of silence and just how enlightening having a conversation with yourself (in the figurative sense) can be.

While the growing situation and how it affects us is scary, it has also reinforced the notion of what it means to truly be self-sufficient and personally, it has led me to reject the suggestion that we are complete all within ourselves. I know that is not the popular opinion, but I believe accepting the idea that we don’t need anyone in life directly contradicts the circle of life, which begins and usually ends with us depending on someone to survive, and what most of us are searching for, which is happiness and a supportive relationship.

Sure, there are areas that one should seek to find stability on their own, but regardless of how much of a loner we think we are, we all crave some form of companionship and the past few weeks has highlighted that while the touch of my hand may deliver me a passing grade, I’d rather ace the course with someone’s assistance.

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