Opinion: Some Things Are Meant To Be Private

By Connie Lai on February 5, 2016

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Recently, I overheard a group of women talking. One woman, in particular was telling the others about how much a specific moment meant to her and how many ‘likes’ she got on Facebook for sharing it.

As beautiful as it sounded, it didn’t seem to ring too profound to me, after knowing I knew such confidential details of what sounded like a very private moment.

Sometimes in our lives, we experience a beautiful moment that touches us deeply to our core. Many times, a moment that awakens our senses, or draws us to some kind of epiphany.

For those who are innate connectors, they may just want to share it with others and ordinarily, that makes sense. But there are times, when maybe it is more special to keep it within you. Some experiences simply transcend words. No matter how much you try, they cannot be sufficiently expressed. They speak to the soul and are only understood by the soul. Your soul.

The simplest way of explaining this, without oversharing is answering a question someone once asked me.

They asked me where the purest place in my heart was.

The answer wasn’t easy. I’d thought about that question over and over, but decided my answer was the day I fell in love with music.

You weren’t expecting that, I know. You were expecting me to say the day I fell in love with Him, or the guy before him. But no, it was the day I fell in love with music. And after that, I fell in love with many, many other things. But that’s all I can tell you, because it remains in the purest part of my heart, always, and maybe the rest is too intimate to share with the rest of the world.

Sorry if that seems selfish.

 

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These days, there seems to almost be a need to showcase and discuss our most intensely felt moments. While that is completely valid (and something I too have done before), I almost always wonder how many of these gestures come out as productions and not for ourselves, really? I suppose it all depends on each person; we are all unique after all, but I still stand by the feeling of comfort I have knowing that this ‘something’ I bear is with me, and only me.

I believe that sharing the entirety of these experiences may actually take away from what they initially meant to you. Whenever someone asks me who my first love was, that is still my answer. An art form, not a human. Then they ask me why, and that’s where I stop.

Even when people try to take the time to understand you, they may not be able to fully grasp what you’ve experienced (most of the time, I find this to be true, unless the person has also shared a nearly identical experience).

Maybe it’ll resonate resonate with them, or maybe they won’t respond the way you want to. Sometimes, it’s difficult to express something so heartfelt — even we may have a hard time understanding it ourselves. But the soul does.

Having your own moments to embrace alone is special. They are experiences between you and yourself, experiences that move you.

They are experiences you will remember forever and always evoke strength from, particularly through the hardest trials.

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