relating to the his problems was the least of her worries. honestly, at the moment, she could care less about being “empathetic” and “sympathetic” and all those thetic words that her psychology teachers (asylumwardens) always shot her way. unlike him and his pathetic sappy little moans and cries of angst and “oh, my wife LEFT me, my mother is DEAD, my father is ESTRANGED,” she actually had problems, problems with the worm crawling around her gut and threatening to burst out, problems with serial killers who looked like her; if he told her that he was a psychiatric patient turned doctor with amnesia, schizophrenia, dissociative identity disorder and homicidal tendencies, THEN she’d talk about relating.
I can not relate last night’s dream with real life. Truly, what comes out in my subconscious is sometimes really disturbing. Perhaps I have underlying issues?
Can you relate to my pikelets? The thin crumpets, warm crusty little thin crumpets of buttery sweet gooodness leh! :) I wanna put maple syrup all over them make them special; but maple syrup is too expensive so i settle for adequacy always.
I cannot relate to you anymore. Since you left, you are like a ghost to me. When I see you it is as if I never knew you. Even your clothes are different now. You are slicker, I might even say slithery.
How do I relate? Unfortunately, I can relate to that all too well. The highs are high, and the lows are low. The time spent in between? Well, it is the time spent in between. And this relates to you … how?
I can’t relate to anyone that doesn’t enjoy hurting all the living things. I hate emotions and feelings, so keep them to yourself. One day I’ll walk down the dirt road and make it all on my own, alone.
relate. “i can relate to that.” transitions in conversation. sometimes the end up lamely. “yeah, my uncle did that same thing.” a use in creative dialogue. relate, also in writing: experience intensity. huge in making movies matter. also in motivating cast and crew.
I find it difficult to rleate to those who don’t care about tothers. This is quite ironic but it seemjs taht there are far too amny people out thre who jsut give a crap about anyone except themselves and perhaprs their families – even caring about their closest friends is a bvridge too far. I don’t understand that. I care about everyone – unless they cross me and then I turn very very vcold. But those I care about, and thre are lots, I spend a lot of time and effort trying to amke their lives jollier, more chocolate-filled and satisying. And I don’t do this out of a need to be caared for myself, or do I ? Except that I have never noticed anyone imprioving their treatment of me based on my treatment of them.
I dont know what to relate this to. I know I want it to be about love and how every person I have loved can relate to one another. Life is all relevent. Every thought leads to another and everything is connected. It’s hard to explain, but it’s som
If he could relate to her, what did that mean?
For heaven’s sake, wasn’t she crazy?
But here he was, watching her lips forms words as he listens to her speak, and he feels pity, sympathy, empathy. None of which he’s felt in God knows how long.
What could this mean? Could it be th- no. Absolutely not.
It took me a second to relate the message, but soon the recipient understood and was off to relay it to the next post-man. It was a convenient, efficient system of delivering messages. I was the first runner in the chain, my master being the great lord who had created the system.
i relate my life to disasters in the world<< coz it seems tht everything thing tht i do or try to do always goes through phases which cannot be set straight or rearranged
relating. i don’t think i do it very well. i’m not the empathic type that can look you in the eyes and understand immediately.
it usually takes me some awkwardness and a few stumbled sentences to even begin to sympathize.
I can relate to Mike on a lot of different levels. Like when it comes to food and movies and relationships and things. We’re not directly on the same page but for the most part, he is very relatable.
i can relate to how people feel who write love songs…about being love..and falling out of love…being released from the arms of the one who they love..its all very hard..ill get through in time..hopefully…one day..ill love again..someone new..its gonna take a miracle..
They said that we had to leave because of everything that had happened last year as well as three days ago. They said there was too much damage that we couldn’t escape from unless we left. I couldn’t see how the two things were related in anyway.
People constantly relate their lives to others. Whether it is to compare misfortunes or share good memories, people want the reassurance that they aren’t alone in life.
Relate. Such a simple word. But does it simply mean to get along, or to have the same interests? Could it mean something more? Of course anyone can go to a dictionary and look up the definition, but really, what does it mean?
I have difficulty relating to others, so the word relate brings up a bit of sadness and frustration. It seems I don’t quite march to the same drummer, so making friends can be difficult. Hopefully, I can relate better now that I am more comfortable in my own skin.
it is difficult. nobody can really do it, no matter how similar your situations are. there’s always something different. there’s always someone that sees everything in a completely different way, in a totally different reality. if no two realities are the same, how can two people or three or four or a million ever relate? how can a country be united when everyone is completely different and separate and strange to each other?
i wish i could relate to you more. all of these one words have been about you even though there’s only been two and really maybe that’s just because you’re on my mind all of the time an t’s all i think about. I wish I was older and applying to colleges and 17 and you were 18 and you were bigger than me and we could go to college together next year and take more classes together and i’d understand the stress that you’re under a whole lot better than i do now.
He though, HE thought, that he could relate to me. That somehow the life he’s lived up until now — in this house, with these people, with all of these OPPORTUNITIES — is relatable to the life I’ve lived without any of it. Like the hardships I’ve gone through — sleeping on the ground, waiting to be chosen, hoping a guard wouldn’t try to have his way with me — are on the same level as his hardships.
i can relate to anyone
because i sense energy
i’m not looking for feelings
they come to me
i’ll listen actively
but must use my gut
to get the point
and direct my love
i use my own spirits light
to inspire a cleansing
and whether i do it or not
i’m always still guessing
so i converse and learn
what they need to say
and i’m quiet until
i speak their words another way
i’m willing to wonder
exactly what they do
and consider all options
not just a few
refocus the conversation
back to a point
and direct their attention
to their own minds voice
i relate in a way that keeps me at a distance
and don’t judge actions
but use open ended question
to find what it’ll take
to accomplish a goal
even if it’s the smallest
of deeds in this entire world
we’re all working towards
what we are wishing
and if i can help guide you
then i’ve accomplished my mission
There are many things to relate to, but not many that can be related. I can understand everything within my head and explain it to myself within a framework, a perspective that is exclusively my own, but that paradigm cannot be translated to another person. At least not in full. Words, hand gestures, androgynous sound effects, they all help. In the end, it’s all just mine. Mine alone.
How do you relate to someone you have never met? Do you put yourself in their shoes? Dance around a bit? Do you observe them from afar to learn their quirks? Do you give up before you try to relate because it seems to hard? How do you relate to someone new?
I did this word already. it’s my first time on this website and i thought i’d get a different one. oh well. i hope others can relate to my situation of being ignorant of the fact that there isn’t a new word every time i come to the site. thanks for being understanding.
i have a hard time relating myself to others because i am worried about what they will think or do. i want to be the best i can be for that person, not for me. i need to learn how to relate to myself and how to relate who i really am to others. that will make me happier and it will make my life easier, to just be me instead of worrying about what others think.
Relate. What a boring word. There are millions of words yet you give me this one. Whatever. Anyways, there are many things I can relate to. Sadness, anger, happiness, confusion, etc. Those are the main ones.
relation is the most important thing. friends,family,life all revolve around relations. it is the only thing worth living for. if you dont know or like the people you are related to, you make more new relations.
I can so relate to this word because i am finished with relating at all. i relate to anything it is to empty-headedness. Why? I don’t know. But I’m finished. Aren’t you done reading yet?
[nonfiction for a change]
I often think about the future and my ambitions of going to medical school and becoming a doctor. I think I will know plenty, I have the mind for it, I could be a perfectly competent doctor. That’s not the part that worries me; I’m scared of learning how to relate to my patients, how to look them in the eye and say the things I know so well with conviction when I know so little about their unique condition. How will I be able to best care for them, when I myself have never been a cancer patient, a mother in labour, a victim of violent crime, a patient recovering from invasive surgery, an elderly person nearing the end of their life? How will I be able to relate to my patients with such little world experience?
i can realte to him in many ways
hobbies, sports, what is funny, the way we see the world, the things that weve always wanted to do
but we will always feel differently about one thing, i will always love him adn he will always lve her
relating to the his problems was the least of her worries. honestly, at the moment, she could care less about being “empathetic” and “sympathetic” and all those thetic words that her psychology teachers (asylumwardens) always shot her way. unlike him and his pathetic sappy little moans and cries of angst and “oh, my wife LEFT me, my mother is DEAD, my father is ESTRANGED,” she actually had problems, problems with the worm crawling around her gut and threatening to burst out, problems with serial killers who looked like her; if he told her that he was a psychiatric patient turned doctor with amnesia, schizophrenia, dissociative identity disorder and homicidal tendencies, THEN she’d talk about relating.
I can not relate last night’s dream with real life. Truly, what comes out in my subconscious is sometimes really disturbing. Perhaps I have underlying issues?
Can you relate to my pikelets? The thin crumpets, warm crusty little thin crumpets of buttery sweet gooodness leh! :) I wanna put maple syrup all over them make them special; but maple syrup is too expensive so i settle for adequacy always.
I did this one already. Can’t I get a new word? I don’t want to relate again. Late again. Re-late. I like that. Relate, Re-late.
I cannot relate to you anymore. Since you left, you are like a ghost to me. When I see you it is as if I never knew you. Even your clothes are different now. You are slicker, I might even say slithery.
How do I relate? Unfortunately, I can relate to that all too well. The highs are high, and the lows are low. The time spent in between? Well, it is the time spent in between. And this relates to you … how?
I can’t relate to anyone that doesn’t enjoy hurting all the living things. I hate emotions and feelings, so keep them to yourself. One day I’ll walk down the dirt road and make it all on my own, alone.
relate. “i can relate to that.” transitions in conversation. sometimes the end up lamely. “yeah, my uncle did that same thing.” a use in creative dialogue. relate, also in writing: experience intensity. huge in making movies matter. also in motivating cast and crew.
I find it difficult to rleate to those who don’t care about tothers. This is quite ironic but it seemjs taht there are far too amny people out thre who jsut give a crap about anyone except themselves and perhaprs their families – even caring about their closest friends is a bvridge too far. I don’t understand that. I care about everyone – unless they cross me and then I turn very very vcold. But those I care about, and thre are lots, I spend a lot of time and effort trying to amke their lives jollier, more chocolate-filled and satisying. And I don’t do this out of a need to be caared for myself, or do I ? Except that I have never noticed anyone imprioving their treatment of me based on my treatment of them.
I dont know what to relate this to. I know I want it to be about love and how every person I have loved can relate to one another. Life is all relevent. Every thought leads to another and everything is connected. It’s hard to explain, but it’s som
If he could relate to her, what did that mean?
For heaven’s sake, wasn’t she crazy?
But here he was, watching her lips forms words as he listens to her speak, and he feels pity, sympathy, empathy. None of which he’s felt in God knows how long.
What could this mean? Could it be th- no. Absolutely not.
It took me a second to relate the message, but soon the recipient understood and was off to relay it to the next post-man. It was a convenient, efficient system of delivering messages. I was the first runner in the chain, my master being the great lord who had created the system.
i relate my life to disasters in the world<< coz it seems tht everything thing tht i do or try to do always goes through phases which cannot be set straight or rearranged
relating. i don’t think i do it very well. i’m not the empathic type that can look you in the eyes and understand immediately.
it usually takes me some awkwardness and a few stumbled sentences to even begin to sympathize.
I can relate to Mike on a lot of different levels. Like when it comes to food and movies and relationships and things. We’re not directly on the same page but for the most part, he is very relatable.
relate one thing with another relate your thoughts with your acts.relate your wants with your dos..everything is related..conection..energy…
i can relate to how people feel who write love songs…about being love..and falling out of love…being released from the arms of the one who they love..its all very hard..ill get through in time..hopefully…one day..ill love again..someone new..its gonna take a miracle..
I heard the Ocean today.
My mind replayed your sighs
And I heard your last goodbyes
Near the downtown beach
It slowly moved my feet
It all came back to me;
Your fingers laced in mine,
Pulsed the waves so fine
My ear to your chest
I heard an ocean, yes.
And I fell in love when I heard you laugh;
Won’t you take me away with it,
Like you used to?
Because it was only your name I traced in the sands
Your smile like the sunrise, sang;
Set the clouds and sherbet sky on fire.
Even before a minute of comprehension,
My veins were flooded by the shores of your adoration
It settles in – memories fade away
The sea water becomes dry,
And mockingbirds forget how to fly
The coast becomes barren
Did I say, I heard your voice?
Did I say, my feet led me here?
Well now the waves rarely roar,
And I can’t here the ocean anymore
i cant RELATE TO YOU IN SO MANY WAYS AND ONE OF THESE THINGS IS THAT I LOVE YOU AND ONLY YOU. CLAUDIA
They said that we had to leave because of everything that had happened last year as well as three days ago. They said there was too much damage that we couldn’t escape from unless we left. I couldn’t see how the two things were related in anyway.
People constantly relate their lives to others. Whether it is to compare misfortunes or share good memories, people want the reassurance that they aren’t alone in life.
Relate. Such a simple word. But does it simply mean to get along, or to have the same interests? Could it mean something more? Of course anyone can go to a dictionary and look up the definition, but really, what does it mean?
I wonder if others can relate to me? Can I relate to their emotions; confusion, happiness, sorrow? Do others share similar feelings with me?
I have difficulty relating to others, so the word relate brings up a bit of sadness and frustration. It seems I don’t quite march to the same drummer, so making friends can be difficult. Hopefully, I can relate better now that I am more comfortable in my own skin.
Fresh red throbbing
How could anyone relate
All he could say was that everything had been done under the veil of apathy and detachedness
Detached
That’s what he was
it is difficult. nobody can really do it, no matter how similar your situations are. there’s always something different. there’s always someone that sees everything in a completely different way, in a totally different reality. if no two realities are the same, how can two people or three or four or a million ever relate? how can a country be united when everyone is completely different and separate and strange to each other?
i wish i could relate to you more. all of these one words have been about you even though there’s only been two and really maybe that’s just because you’re on my mind all of the time an t’s all i think about. I wish I was older and applying to colleges and 17 and you were 18 and you were bigger than me and we could go to college together next year and take more classes together and i’d understand the stress that you’re under a whole lot better than i do now.
He though, HE thought, that he could relate to me. That somehow the life he’s lived up until now — in this house, with these people, with all of these OPPORTUNITIES — is relatable to the life I’ve lived without any of it. Like the hardships I’ve gone through — sleeping on the ground, waiting to be chosen, hoping a guard wouldn’t try to have his way with me — are on the same level as his hardships.
i can relate to anyone
because i sense energy
i’m not looking for feelings
they come to me
i’ll listen actively
but must use my gut
to get the point
and direct my love
i use my own spirits light
to inspire a cleansing
and whether i do it or not
i’m always still guessing
so i converse and learn
what they need to say
and i’m quiet until
i speak their words another way
i’m willing to wonder
exactly what they do
and consider all options
not just a few
refocus the conversation
back to a point
and direct their attention
to their own minds voice
i relate in a way that keeps me at a distance
and don’t judge actions
but use open ended question
to find what it’ll take
to accomplish a goal
even if it’s the smallest
of deeds in this entire world
we’re all working towards
what we are wishing
and if i can help guide you
then i’ve accomplished my mission
© LL
There are many things to relate to, but not many that can be related. I can understand everything within my head and explain it to myself within a framework, a perspective that is exclusively my own, but that paradigm cannot be translated to another person. At least not in full. Words, hand gestures, androgynous sound effects, they all help. In the end, it’s all just mine. Mine alone.
i want you too.
How do you relate to someone you have never met? Do you put yourself in their shoes? Dance around a bit? Do you observe them from afar to learn their quirks? Do you give up before you try to relate because it seems to hard? How do you relate to someone new?
I did this word already. it’s my first time on this website and i thought i’d get a different one. oh well. i hope others can relate to my situation of being ignorant of the fact that there isn’t a new word every time i come to the site. thanks for being understanding.
i have a hard time relating myself to others because i am worried about what they will think or do. i want to be the best i can be for that person, not for me. i need to learn how to relate to myself and how to relate who i really am to others. that will make me happier and it will make my life easier, to just be me instead of worrying about what others think.
Relate. What a boring word. There are millions of words yet you give me this one. Whatever. Anyways, there are many things I can relate to. Sadness, anger, happiness, confusion, etc. Those are the main ones.
sometimes i find it hard to relate. like when i’m trying to help someone, but i don’t know how, since i have never been in their shoes.
relation is the most important thing. friends,family,life all revolve around relations. it is the only thing worth living for. if you dont know or like the people you are related to, you make more new relations.
I can so relate to this word because i am finished with relating at all. i relate to anything it is to empty-headedness. Why? I don’t know. But I’m finished. Aren’t you done reading yet?
[nonfiction for a change]
I often think about the future and my ambitions of going to medical school and becoming a doctor. I think I will know plenty, I have the mind for it, I could be a perfectly competent doctor. That’s not the part that worries me; I’m scared of learning how to relate to my patients, how to look them in the eye and say the things I know so well with conviction when I know so little about their unique condition. How will I be able to best care for them, when I myself have never been a cancer patient, a mother in labour, a victim of violent crime, a patient recovering from invasive surgery, an elderly person nearing the end of their life? How will I be able to relate to my patients with such little world experience?
i can realte to him in many ways
hobbies, sports, what is funny, the way we see the world, the things that weve always wanted to do
but we will always feel differently about one thing, i will always love him adn he will always lve her