If you love them, do this for 8 minutes. ⏳❤️
That’s it.
Eight minutes.
No fixing.
No interrupting.
No “I know what you mean.”
No “at least…”
No turning their story into yours.
Just listen. đź‘‚
Most people don’t feel lonely because they’re alone.
They feel lonely because they’re unheard. 💔
You know the moment.
Someone opens up.
They try to explain what’s going on inside them.
And before they finish, you jump in.
Advice.
Comparison.
A story about your own experience.
A sentence you “know” they were about to say.
You think you’re helping.
You’re not.
You’re escaping discomfort.
Here’s the hard truth.
When someone shares something vulnerable, they’re not asking you to be smart.
They’re asking you to be safe. 🛑
I once opened up to someone about how my ex used to belittle me with phrases like, “Don’t take this the wrong way, but…”
Those words hit deep.
And while I was explaining how that still affected me, the person listening started using the same kind of phrase.
They didn’t mean harm.
But in that moment, I didn’t feel heard.
I felt alone.
And I decided right there I wouldn’t open up like that again. 🚪
That’s how distance begins.
Quietly.
If you love someone, try this instead:
• Ask, “Do you want listening or input?”
• Say, “Tell me more.”
• Reflect back what you heard.
• Ask, “Did I get that right?”
Eight minutes of full attention can change the direction of a relationship. 🔄
No phone. 📵
No ego.
No competition.
Just presence. 🤝
Love isn’t mindreading.
Love is attention. ❤️
Try it tonight.
