There's nobody you know better than yourself. We can always know ourselves better than we actually do, I suppose.

I mean, secret motives and stuff rattling around the back of our heads, but

compared to how well we know everybody else.

I mean, nobody knows you like you.

Nobody knows me like me. And as we go through life, it's not just that we know ourselves in the moment, but we also have this narrative that we assign

assign meanings.

It's why we get weirdly competitive at times

over things that don't matter to other people,

but to us is like that's part of the narrative.

It's part of the story and I know myself

and in order to feel right about things I need to win this game of UNO or whatever it is and

that narrative isn't just about progress or winning or growth. It's also about failure and shame and the stuff that we drag with us that nobody else knows.

Maybe somebody else knows all of the embarrassing things you've done, maybe, probably just you know that, but definitely only you know all the embarrassing things you've thought.

You understand what things trigger you, what things draw out the beautiful responses from you,

what things are going to put you in a really awkward position, what stuff, what stuff breaks your heart

when you see it and might cause you to respond to something with great compassion or to respond to something

tremendously erratically.

You know you so dang well.

Now imagine what it would be like to know anybody else as well as you know you. Just

picture that. Like having this symbiosis with another person where you don't just

know their dance steps. I got a couple of friends and obviously my wife where I know

their rhythms pretty well. I know how they're going to respond to this or that. I can anticipate

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