I listened to a 15 minute story as I drove home from work the other afternoon. It was about the newness of a woman’s relationship with a man who at times seemed a little aloof and mysterious.
He was described as a private man who shared nothing private nor sought to ask any private questions. Between them, he and the woman “communicated in jokes” – though this soon became weary, with their date persona lacking the substance that the woman craved for.
It immediately made me think about the power of authenticity in relationships, and the damage that can be done when someone feels unable to share their feelings, to say what’s on their mind, and to be who they really are in front of others.
