I’m currently reading The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo, and I just read this:
People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth. When you realize you can tell someone your truth, when you can show yourself to them, when you stand in front of them bare, and their response is, “You’re safe with me”—that’s intimacy.
I completely agree. Being honest, being vulnerable, being wholly yourself, and feeling safe with someone to do all that is beautiful intimacy.
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I like it. It reminds me about the idea of being naked - how most people think of naked as not having any clothing. I get that, of course, but there are things that cover and protect us far more than clothing, and it can sometimes be even tougher to "take those off."
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"when you stand in front of them bare, and their response is, “You’re safe with me”—that’s intimacy."
@syfy86 Yes, exactly. I feel the same way. We can take our clothes off, and there is vulnerability in that, of course there is, but being bare, sharing the parts of ourselves that don’t often see the light, both the good and the flawed, and feeling safe and supported to do so is really being intimate with each other.
