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That word accept, struck me. Kind of an epiphany.
The people in my life I don't ACCEPT. I EMBRACE. I CHERISH. I TREASURE.
Accepting something, at least in my mind, means it may not be exactly what I want but it will do. Being accepting to a culture or an idea is seeing it and even if it's not what you may see as ideal, you're OK with.
PEOPLE are not to be accepted. Period. Full fucking stop.
Look, we all have flaws. Each and every fucking one of us. Some, like me, have visible and hidden flaws. I make no bones about that. Some, the flaws aren't so visible. These flaws are simply a part of who we are. It isn't the entirety of who we are. Just a part. For some though, the flaws are part of what drives us to be who we are. A badass. Or a monster. Or a compassionate asshole. Or a beauty queen. Or a person who may be in deep emotional pain but takes that extra step to ensure others are not.
Flaws DO NOT equal Imperfection.
I DO NOT ACCEPT YOU. I FUCKING EMBRACE WHO YOU ARE. I GODDAMN TREASURE WHO YOU ARE!
My advice, get out of the idea that you want other people to accept you. They should be hungry for your existence! Yearning to learn who you are. You, as a person deserve so much more than just ACCEPTABLE
