Intimate

To intimate it to remove the "stranger" label from someone.

To erase that barrier between what you let the world to see and what you allow yourself in your known boundaries. It is to allow someone to use the bathroom while you remove your menstrual cup and make a bloody mess murder scene-like. It implies also not caring walking in front of someone while using nothing but your old worn out teenager underpants, because they're the most comfortable. It's tells you to swim naked in a not so hygienic pond where you probably shouldn't, but who cares? You also let that person to observe the pores, scars and imperfections on your skin at close range, without Photoshop brushes or Instagram filters. And not only the scars in your skin, but those underneath it, those hidden in your guts and in your memory.

In essence, it is to open doors, to tighten bonds, embrace trust and let fear slip away. To intimate has a direct relation with perspective, and my favorite one is the one you allow others to see when you feel the safer.