I’m not the smartest person in the world, but I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking lately. I realize I have the answers to very little or nothing at all. I’m really not sure what’s wrong or right when it comes to love any more. All I know is what I feel. I wonder how many of us, when we are all alone, actually like ourselves? When no ones coming by to sit with you. When no ones there to hear you think, are we happy with ourselves? Are we content with who we are? I feel that it is vitally important to be able to fully accept ourselves, who we truly are, and be content with it. Happy with who we are no matter what the flaws are. Other wise how can others see the real you, know the real you. Which brings up another thought, can people change. Do we really change? Maybe we just grow, but never change completely. Maybe we are who we are. I’ve tried to change, but still the same in so many ways. I know I’ve grown a lot, different than I was many years past. Yet still my basic nature is the same. Accepting who we are, and not changing for others is very difficult. Some times there is very little in life that is not difficult. So when you are alone. When no one is coming by to validate who we are, are we content with ourselves? Because all of us have flaws, and we shouldn’t need anyone to tell us we’re perfect. Perfection is not beauty; the most beautiful love is loving your partners’ imperfections. Accepting them for who they are, because they are content with their own self acceptance.
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