I contemplate this and imagine what it is like for each of my friends. They have their own story, and I know a fraction of it, and from the outside. Yet, there is a world entirely theirs. It makes me feel a thing similar to admiration, with a touch of deference. What am I to them, when they are the center of their own universe? I hope I have added value to their lives. What is the name of this emotion?everyone is the center of their own universe
It's called sonder, and I feel you. It's scary that I'll never know what anyone else thinks or feels, we're all isolated in our own thoughts and feelings, but the truth is probably underwhelming. Most people think just as much you think about other people, which is rarely. Maybe that's relieving to some people, and scary for others, but it seems to me to be the truth.