i am terrified of love. yet thrive on the fact that it exists. i see unconditional love every day. i am surrounded (figuratively speaking) by people i know would do anything to ensure my happiness. lately i keep beating myself with the fact that
i am beyond blessed with such an open mind and open eyes to see beauty in damn near everything i encounter, but why must i not see the same beauty in the imperfection of myself. i realize that is a very real and vulnerable thought. i don't want the vanity and shallowness of this world to ever consume me like i have watched it consume so many people i love. this may be selfish but it is devastatingly hard to see people you love with all your heart try and make themselves people they aren't. in addition it makes them mad, resentful and mean.
i had an eating disorder growing up. i am the oldest and have two sisters. they are beautiful, seriously, like really really good looking.
anyways, my shallow need to control and compete with the world at a younger age brought doubt and untrue thoughts to my sisters' heads. that is a hard thing to live with. yet so interesting. IF i would have just loved my imperfections they may have seen that that is how life is supposed to be. but i didn't. but now, we got to work through it all together.
i will always go back to when Joe spoke about one of the most important commandments... 'love your neighbor as yourself'...he posed this question. if you do not love yourself, can you adequately love your neighbor?
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