We’re only human
I secretly enjoy watching people trying to pretend like there’s absolutely nothing wrong with them as we first meet, and then have them reveal every tiny detail of their messy sides as soon as they get to hear about just a little insecurity of mine. And the more I cross paths with people, the less I find myself trying to hide my dark sides from them, for I’ve seen enough dark sides of other people to fully understand now that everyone is messed up in their very own unique way, and that there’s nothing wrong about that. We just happen to always hate how deeply flawed we think we are, right until we meet that someone who seems to be embracing their every flaw, and only then do we realize how completely human we are and how so much beauty lies in that.
Anyone who tries to make you feel like you’re the only one with issues/insecurities out there, probably hasn’t made peace with the fact that they’re human just yet.
