you just get it

We don’t have to talk about the grotesque details of our sins. We can just shrug it off and laugh about it while knowing exactly how deadly it was for each of us. We understand each other deeply in that way. You are my friend. You know me, I know you. I thank God for you.

I sense that you understand my struggles profoundly. I don’t exactly want to talk about it in detail, and you don’t either.

It‘s disturbing. Disgusting maybe. It’s okay, that is the reality we face as warriors in this life. I thank God for a night like this. It makes my life so much better.