My dog gets me. She loves me no matter how bad I look (though I do get an incredulous stare when she’s refused treats). One of my oldest friends gets me. Decades ago, when we first met, it was as if we’d known each other for lifetimes. One of my newest friends gets me. We emerged from different backgrounds and generations and yet have so much in common. With all of them, I can be me. It’s a most relaxing feeling. Who gets you?
Painting by Kelly Puissegur
One of my dogs really gets me. Though I got him from a breeder he was kind of a rescue; he had gone to another family who returned him to the breeder for some very unclear (and misrepresented) reason. I think that early childhood ‘trauma’ has left him with some anxieties that I also, as a sufferer of early childhood trauma, share. I feel we understand each other on a deep psychic level. I have never had that kind of connection with another person, so he is very special to me.
I got my dog as a puppy (now she’s almost 10) and she’s very independent. I often wonder if this is her innate temperate or a reflection of mine.
My first two dogs were girls and also much more independent. My boy is very attached to me, and others I know have had similar experiences with boys vs girls. I am sticking with boys!
So you think it’s gender related? Fascinating.
yes, that’s my working theory. In part because friends have observed this as well in their own experience.
I’ve never heard this theory. I’ll have to do some research.
I have a friend that I met about a year and a half ago while volunteering. She’s married and an artist; I’m single and work in the financial world. But we totally understand each other – I can’t remember the last time someone (other than a significant other) became one of my favorite people so quickly.
I love when that happens. It’s unique and very special.