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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