I saw this post on Instagram today about a woman whose dad sent her news about her favourite music artist, her sister ordered her food at a restaurant and remembered to ask for it without a topping she doesn’t like and the woman ends her post to say that love is just being seen.

And I cried when I read it. It feels so true.

I feel like in every single significant relationship I’ve ever had whether that’s family, friends, romantic or sexual that I’m always overlooked. I don’t feel seen.

I feel like at a very basic level that’s all I really want.

It’s such a small thing but it feels so important.

I want to find someone that sees me enough to know that I don’t like blueberry muffins, or that I’d choose anything else over chicken in my burrito. Or that remembers that it was me that sent that link about that interesting thing or it was me that recommended that book to you.

I want to find someone that values me enough to know things about me. That is curious enough to find out things about me. Where if I give him the link to this blog he’s intrigued enough about my writing that he reads it whether or not I’ve written about him. Just for that glimpse into the way I write or think or feel.

Is it too much to ask to be seen by others? To be important enough that they pay attention?