I just can’t relate to my Mum. I mean.I know she only wants the best for me, but I find it very hard to believe that she was ever 16 years old. That’s why the discovery of her teenage journal has completely blown my mind! Sex, drugs and rock’n’roll……..What the?!
I’m freakin’ stunned!
Annemarie
we can all relate to things. relate is to be identified with something. I believe that whenever we relate to something a strong bond is forming and that bond has a special meaning which causes us to identify ourselves and find ourselves in that statement.
andrea
I can relate to that.
Or so I’d like to say. Even if I can, somehow, I always manage to keep my mouth shut. It’s like I think you’ll think I’m stupid for speaking up. Or maybe, sometimes, it because I don’t want to sound stupid for backing you up.
Even when I can.
For me, when I think of the ways we relate to each other. I worry. Because it seems as if you are so close to me and yet so very far apart. I wish the day would come when I could speak freely, and you wouldn’t hold it against me, for being more than you know I am.
I don’t like the word relate. It just doesn’t sound nice. But anyways, I like to relate to things that I read. It’s just automatic, as it should be for every person. However, I think that I relate to off the wall things. Like, if a story talks about an acorn I think of a time I saw a squirrel and then I just get distracted becasue I love squirrels and they are so adorable.
lola
I can relate to pretty much everything people are feeling, even the people I hate. And that’s something I hate. I don’t want to feel any kind of relation or sympathy for people like that.
Katie
My friend at school last year though she was the only person in her family for the longest time then at the end of the year she found out that she had like 50 cousins at school none of whom she had ever known about. and one of the cousins was her crush!!! how sad.
he smiled and drew more circles. was this what it felt like to be a god? he built chess-boards that weren’t really chess-boards and moved the pieces at will, without law. (with law, he’d later revise it to say, but by his laws only.) it took a while to remember his name, and even then, he still felt indecent naming himself. he shouldn’t really have existed. he was only there to be a divine mover, indeed.
How can one relate to anything? Well, everything is related to everything. We could say…”everything is a remix of everything.” Therefore, you can relate anything to something else. For example, I will relate a cat to a brick wall. A cat had great balance while a wall is also sturdy.
I can’t relate to what you are doing or saying. Why are you being so angry. It’s scaring me. It seems out of all proportion to what the issue is. Help me understand, but you need to stop frightening me first.
neanymac
i can relate to my cat. Although I’m not even near the vicinity of being as fat as her im just as lazy and lay around the house all day.
Kai
I couldn’t tell what was up nor down, the sky was falling. I could try to relate the experience as a-kin to eating a highly dangerous and powerful lizard and licking a toad, it was amazing!
Soul Blazer
He relate the story, he wanted them to hear it, to change what they thought about the storyline. He wanted to make his own story, one which could make everyone the the best of the people, of him.
relate is when you make a relation between two or more things
ANGELICA
how do i relate? the middle ground crumbles between. we skip, jump, leap to find an even footing to share. mute voices fill the chit chatter. time ticks, the moment slips, the connection lost.
I relate myself to a depressed maniac who wants to cut off form the world. I am a depressed maniac. Damn. What a way to relate.
Rhett
relate:
it means to connect or be related throug blood to a person. relate is also something we do when we speak, we relate, we just say it, we just go with it, and we just hsare it, no matter how dumb it may seem, we just relate it, because in all honesty we can relate to veryone one and everything with no issues, there is soething we will all connect on, whether its not to lie, or because we like to knit, there will be something we can relate with, with someone else, even if the person is someone we don’t like, there will always be one thing in every person that we can relate to, just like in every plant, animal, technogoly and such, there is something in all of the other things of the world and of the spiritual realm that we can relate to on one thing, one thing. A good example is we are all made by GHod, God planted every seed of knowledge in us for all the things we have, and grew every flower, and made every person himself, by hand, he knows how many hairs on our head, and how many breathes we will take. Thats how we relate.
Anne Harlow
We can all relate to each other in some way. The smallest little details – someone, somewhere knows exactly how you feel. You are never alone.
Karlee
how was I raised so that I am so socially awkward, why aren’t I as crafty as others in the field of Social interaction. Why do I get embarrassed by the weirdest and slightest things. What on earth did my mother do to make me this awkwardly social.
can anyone relate?
All I want is for just once to bump into someone that I know and not have a hard time speaking. What are the secrets?!
I can relate to almost anything! At one time or another I’ve been happy, sad, lonely or overwhelmed. All in all I think most of can relate well with one another if we would just take a minute to reflect on who we are, who the other person is and how we can connect.
Cheryl Riveness
I relate to almost no one. I don’t see myself in other people. I feel alone most of the time. I just don’t feel like anyone understands me or how I feel. I don’t WANT to feel like this but I feel crappy most of the time lately. I want to be happy and full of life and feel motivated to
Do well in school but I just can’t find that.
There are certain things that just pass us by…and there are certain things we can never understand. But some things? We just relate to.
Relate. We can all relate.
Relate, I can relate to someone right now, and they to me.
Relate. We can all relate.
Relate.
Katherine I.
Ever since I went to Australia, I’ve failed to relate to anyone back home. I feel like since the trip, I’ve become someone new, someone different from who I used to be. I find it difficult to even remember the names of my friends back home. But I’ll always remember Jeames.
Caitlin
She tried hard to find somebody to relate to her. She went to the library, the park, the bistro down the street, just to sit there and look around herself. She kept on looking and watching, but nobody had that same gleam in their eye as she did.
I can relate to my friends about the shit that people do to them. I can relate to my family about our mutual relationships. The one thing I cannot do is relate to you about the shit you do to me. Why? Because you’ve changed, made yourself a stranger. Who are you again?
Elli
He couldn’t relate the beauty of the roses with the danger of their thorns. The concept of beauty and pain, from one wonderful smelling flower, together.
I can relate to your pain. your suffering and sorrow i have been through hell and back just for you i have had so much agony in the past months. I feel your pain just so i can comfort you in the comming week i will always be with you i love you.
Relate. Like how I try to relate to every person that I come in contact with. Like how I’m closer to half the strangers in my grade than I am to half of my family. Relate as in relationships. My failed one. My unhealthy one. The relationship that I can’t seem to end. Relate.
Cat
She said she couldn’t relate to them–the curve of their petals, the rigidness of their stems. She said she was different.
They disagreed, but she floated past them, her long curls suspended in mid-air for a millisecond before they draped back onto her shoulder blades.
I can relate with you on about any topic because I’m a very empathetic person. Just kidding. I’m not really. I just like to say I am so you’ll talk to me, is that weird? Maybe.. But it worked right?!
Laura
I have always thought of my relations as background noise. Not that I did not love them, in my own quiet way, helpless as a child to show this in any way but words and smiles when they were due, more often in conversation. An ocean apart, we seldom understand each other- all the same, our flaws were hidden from each other by this same barrier, rendering my close family an island around which an ocean sat between us and the mainland where the further of my relations stood.
Tianwei LIu
LOVE AND HATE… Reggae music
sofia
It’s about how we understand other people, how we show empathy with our fellow human beings- animals, materials, even things that perhaps in themselves have never experienced human emotion. Through our understanding and the projecting of our own feelings onto them we feel as they ‘feel’, we see as they ‘see’, and perhaps, in many cases, this allows us to make our decisions towards them kinder, closer to how we would treat ourselves.
We relate to each other as humans in different ways. To physically relate to someone may involve blood- a ‘relative’, a ‘relation’, or may involve the ideas spoken of above, of emotion ad empathy independent of physical relations.
Tianwei LIu
relate constellations to your jigsaw puzzle size. make it fit, make it make sense. relate yourself to your murderous neighbors, relate me to the trees.
RK
everything she said she related back to the tree in the garden. When her father died she thought she was a seed, when her daughter was born she felt old, like rotting fruit. But it was really when she sat in the garden with her toes in soil that she couldn’t think of a single thing.
Emilia Fairbairn
I can’t relate to you any more. I don’t even know you. I know, it’s seemed like forever since we last spoke… It’s only been two weeks. But I don’t even know what you’re like any more. Who you’ve become. What you’re up to. What you’re doing. In some ways it kinda hurts, but I’ve numbed myself to that now. I don’t feel anything. You helped. I’m sorry. Don’t be mad at me because I couldn’t handle it.
its funny, because i was sitting here waiting in that millisecond between hitting “go” and seeing the word that pops up, in that millisecond between when the word pops up and when you register what the words actually is and what it means. so i was sitting here, and i thought “hm. i’m tired. i hope the word is something i can relate to.” and there it is.
oop, 60 seconds.
I couldn’t get him to understand my life. No matter how many ways I tried to relate it to him, I failed to succeed. I had a great family, great grades, some friends, good clothes, great boyfriend, but there was just something missing. I didn’t even know what it was but all I know is that it was a big chunk of my heart missing. How could I find it, how could I learn what it is? I’m just lacking satisfaction in life, and it is trapping me in a dark abyss.
Relate to others, understand people. Empathy, know how people act and why they act. Understanding humanity, not so easy. We are an awful self destructive species. We need a revolution of consciousness, growing, learning, together. Progressing as one.
Monica
She is relatable.
People can connect with her. Easy to be friends with. You understand her.
I just can’t relate to my Mum. I mean.I know she only wants the best for me, but I find it very hard to believe that she was ever 16 years old. That’s why the discovery of her teenage journal has completely blown my mind! Sex, drugs and rock’n’roll……..What the?!
I’m freakin’ stunned!
we can all relate to things. relate is to be identified with something. I believe that whenever we relate to something a strong bond is forming and that bond has a special meaning which causes us to identify ourselves and find ourselves in that statement.
I can relate to that.
Or so I’d like to say. Even if I can, somehow, I always manage to keep my mouth shut. It’s like I think you’ll think I’m stupid for speaking up. Or maybe, sometimes, it because I don’t want to sound stupid for backing you up.
Even when I can.
For me, when I think of the ways we relate to each other. I worry. Because it seems as if you are so close to me and yet so very far apart. I wish the day would come when I could speak freely, and you wouldn’t hold it against me, for being more than you know I am.
I don’t like the word relate. It just doesn’t sound nice. But anyways, I like to relate to things that I read. It’s just automatic, as it should be for every person. However, I think that I relate to off the wall things. Like, if a story talks about an acorn I think of a time I saw a squirrel and then I just get distracted becasue I love squirrels and they are so adorable.
I can relate to pretty much everything people are feeling, even the people I hate. And that’s something I hate. I don’t want to feel any kind of relation or sympathy for people like that.
My friend at school last year though she was the only person in her family for the longest time then at the end of the year she found out that she had like 50 cousins at school none of whom she had ever known about. and one of the cousins was her crush!!! how sad.
If I could find a way to relate to everyone at my college, then I could understand why they are so different.
Very few people here can relate to me and understand me.
he smiled and drew more circles. was this what it felt like to be a god? he built chess-boards that weren’t really chess-boards and moved the pieces at will, without law. (with law, he’d later revise it to say, but by his laws only.) it took a while to remember his name, and even then, he still felt indecent naming himself. he shouldn’t really have existed. he was only there to be a divine mover, indeed.
How can one relate to anything? Well, everything is related to everything. We could say…”everything is a remix of everything.” Therefore, you can relate anything to something else. For example, I will relate a cat to a brick wall. A cat had great balance while a wall is also sturdy.
I can’t relate to what you are doing or saying. Why are you being so angry. It’s scaring me. It seems out of all proportion to what the issue is. Help me understand, but you need to stop frightening me first.
i can relate to my cat. Although I’m not even near the vicinity of being as fat as her im just as lazy and lay around the house all day.
I couldn’t tell what was up nor down, the sky was falling. I could try to relate the experience as a-kin to eating a highly dangerous and powerful lizard and licking a toad, it was amazing!
He relate the story, he wanted them to hear it, to change what they thought about the storyline. He wanted to make his own story, one which could make everyone the the best of the people, of him.
relate is when you make a relation between two or more things
how do i relate? the middle ground crumbles between. we skip, jump, leap to find an even footing to share. mute voices fill the chit chatter. time ticks, the moment slips, the connection lost.
I relate myself to a depressed maniac who wants to cut off form the world. I am a depressed maniac. Damn. What a way to relate.
relate:
it means to connect or be related throug blood to a person. relate is also something we do when we speak, we relate, we just say it, we just go with it, and we just hsare it, no matter how dumb it may seem, we just relate it, because in all honesty we can relate to veryone one and everything with no issues, there is soething we will all connect on, whether its not to lie, or because we like to knit, there will be something we can relate with, with someone else, even if the person is someone we don’t like, there will always be one thing in every person that we can relate to, just like in every plant, animal, technogoly and such, there is something in all of the other things of the world and of the spiritual realm that we can relate to on one thing, one thing. A good example is we are all made by GHod, God planted every seed of knowledge in us for all the things we have, and grew every flower, and made every person himself, by hand, he knows how many hairs on our head, and how many breathes we will take. Thats how we relate.
We can all relate to each other in some way. The smallest little details – someone, somewhere knows exactly how you feel. You are never alone.
how was I raised so that I am so socially awkward, why aren’t I as crafty as others in the field of Social interaction. Why do I get embarrassed by the weirdest and slightest things. What on earth did my mother do to make me this awkwardly social.
can anyone relate?
All I want is for just once to bump into someone that I know and not have a hard time speaking. What are the secrets?!
I can relate to almost anything! At one time or another I’ve been happy, sad, lonely or overwhelmed. All in all I think most of can relate well with one another if we would just take a minute to reflect on who we are, who the other person is and how we can connect.
I relate to almost no one. I don’t see myself in other people. I feel alone most of the time. I just don’t feel like anyone understands me or how I feel. I don’t WANT to feel like this but I feel crappy most of the time lately. I want to be happy and full of life and feel motivated to
Do well in school but I just can’t find that.
There are certain things that just pass us by…and there are certain things we can never understand. But some things? We just relate to.
Relate. We can all relate.
Relate, I can relate to someone right now, and they to me.
Relate. We can all relate.
Relate.
Ever since I went to Australia, I’ve failed to relate to anyone back home. I feel like since the trip, I’ve become someone new, someone different from who I used to be. I find it difficult to even remember the names of my friends back home. But I’ll always remember Jeames.
She tried hard to find somebody to relate to her. She went to the library, the park, the bistro down the street, just to sit there and look around herself. She kept on looking and watching, but nobody had that same gleam in their eye as she did.
I can relate to my friends about the shit that people do to them. I can relate to my family about our mutual relationships. The one thing I cannot do is relate to you about the shit you do to me. Why? Because you’ve changed, made yourself a stranger. Who are you again?
He couldn’t relate the beauty of the roses with the danger of their thorns. The concept of beauty and pain, from one wonderful smelling flower, together.
I can relate to your pain. your suffering and sorrow i have been through hell and back just for you i have had so much agony in the past months. I feel your pain just so i can comfort you in the comming week i will always be with you i love you.
Relate. Like how I try to relate to every person that I come in contact with. Like how I’m closer to half the strangers in my grade than I am to half of my family. Relate as in relationships. My failed one. My unhealthy one. The relationship that I can’t seem to end. Relate.
She said she couldn’t relate to them–the curve of their petals, the rigidness of their stems. She said she was different.
They disagreed, but she floated past them, her long curls suspended in mid-air for a millisecond before they draped back onto her shoulder blades.
I can relate with you on about any topic because I’m a very empathetic person. Just kidding. I’m not really. I just like to say I am so you’ll talk to me, is that weird? Maybe.. But it worked right?!
I have always thought of my relations as background noise. Not that I did not love them, in my own quiet way, helpless as a child to show this in any way but words and smiles when they were due, more often in conversation. An ocean apart, we seldom understand each other- all the same, our flaws were hidden from each other by this same barrier, rendering my close family an island around which an ocean sat between us and the mainland where the further of my relations stood.
LOVE AND HATE… Reggae music
It’s about how we understand other people, how we show empathy with our fellow human beings- animals, materials, even things that perhaps in themselves have never experienced human emotion. Through our understanding and the projecting of our own feelings onto them we feel as they ‘feel’, we see as they ‘see’, and perhaps, in many cases, this allows us to make our decisions towards them kinder, closer to how we would treat ourselves.
We relate to each other as humans in different ways. To physically relate to someone may involve blood- a ‘relative’, a ‘relation’, or may involve the ideas spoken of above, of emotion ad empathy independent of physical relations.
relate constellations to your jigsaw puzzle size. make it fit, make it make sense. relate yourself to your murderous neighbors, relate me to the trees.
everything she said she related back to the tree in the garden. When her father died she thought she was a seed, when her daughter was born she felt old, like rotting fruit. But it was really when she sat in the garden with her toes in soil that she couldn’t think of a single thing.
I can’t relate to you any more. I don’t even know you. I know, it’s seemed like forever since we last spoke… It’s only been two weeks. But I don’t even know what you’re like any more. Who you’ve become. What you’re up to. What you’re doing. In some ways it kinda hurts, but I’ve numbed myself to that now. I don’t feel anything. You helped. I’m sorry. Don’t be mad at me because I couldn’t handle it.
its funny, because i was sitting here waiting in that millisecond between hitting “go” and seeing the word that pops up, in that millisecond between when the word pops up and when you register what the words actually is and what it means. so i was sitting here, and i thought “hm. i’m tired. i hope the word is something i can relate to.” and there it is.
oop, 60 seconds.
I couldn’t get him to understand my life. No matter how many ways I tried to relate it to him, I failed to succeed. I had a great family, great grades, some friends, good clothes, great boyfriend, but there was just something missing. I didn’t even know what it was but all I know is that it was a big chunk of my heart missing. How could I find it, how could I learn what it is? I’m just lacking satisfaction in life, and it is trapping me in a dark abyss.
Relate to others, understand people. Empathy, know how people act and why they act. Understanding humanity, not so easy. We are an awful self destructive species. We need a revolution of consciousness, growing, learning, together. Progressing as one.
She is relatable.
People can connect with her. Easy to be friends with. You understand her.