I don't think I want to be understood any more. I mean, I don't deliberately want to be misunderstood, but I just don't think being understood is as important to me as it has been in the past, nor not being, as upsetting. I guess I've learned it's possible to still value and care about a person without understanding them completely. You don't need to know all the inner workings of a person's mind to get a general pattern of their MO and decide whether you dig it or not. Bearing which in mind, I don't feel like I need people to completely like, grok with me, to feel secure in being cared about and loved.
I figure, if I ever felt like I totally understood someone, there'd be nothing left to do, would there? I mean, how would they maintain my interest? It's those unanswered questions and curious inconsistencies that keep me interested in other people... the unturned stones and wondering what'll be underneath them...
Plus, simply understanding someone doesn't mean I necessarily agree or sympathise with them. People often assume that if someone gets where they're coming from, they'll agree.
Oh plus, I'm yet to meet the person whose sentences I can't complete within a day or two of knowing them... yet they still say nobody gets them, even though I know I totally do. I think for a lotta people, their criteria for judging whether a person gets them or not need considerable revision...