Peer Therapy

Sometimes, the best way to solve, ponder or just contemplate your problems and your frustrations, is just to simply talk with one of your peers, and really really talk. When things are vague and oblivious, it sometimes helps when you know that somebody's going through the same thing; as an assurance that you really aren't that crazy, that the questions you pose are valid. On the other hand, this may not apply if your discussion partner is one who thinks alike and ultimately has the same ideals... but 2 people with totally different backgrounds come to the same ideals, conclusions and apprehensions? Come on, there's got to be something more to it.
So I met up with an old friend last night, and I think it was actually 5 hours talk in the same place, and being internet freaks that we are, referring to material on the internet in the midst of our discussion (including our respective blogs). We weren't that in the past, but always when I met this person, I always knew we'd get along; thus proven. The uncanny parallels of our lives ultimately obligated us to not just chat through SMS, emails or even our blog chatboards, and open up a live session of reveal the sordid truth.
So Saturday morning, we SMSed each other, and settled on a place with the following criteria: somewhere where the seats are comfy, the talk is free, the music is cosy, and the tears are hidden. We found that place, and we loved it, especially because nobody we know came there, thus adding to the urgency and anonimity of the night's session.
The conversation was more or less one sharing stories and the other totally agreeing at certain plot twists, and often wondering on how strangely similar the stories are, although implicating totally different people, different conjectural points, and different lives and habits. We ended up high-fiving a lot at a loss of signifying our solidarity with anything else, but it was fun anyway. The anticipated held-back tears did not come, but more laughter and bewilderment came through, and proper venting of frustration. We laughed at each other's plot points, questions, hypotheses, and sooo much more... that even if the night did not conclude with a solution, it certainly did us good therapy, seeing that our respective blogs have suddenly become more of a billboard of feelings that other people actually read rather than personal therapy. I have always been vague in my posts, but perhaps it's time to be more vague, and let reality stay off the net.

Lastly, thanks. You, also made my day.