What is it that we crave more then acceptance?
Now we know we will never be accepted by everyone. For every person who agrees with our choices and decisions there will always be their polar opposite, someone who disapproves, looks down on us or sneers.
Yet still we want to be accepted.
And maybe not even by the masses out there. Maybe it’s just enough to have one person?
This one person who accepts you totally for who you are. Whether it’s you at your peak, catching stars between your teeth, all carefree and shining or whether it’s you at your most vulnerable, and scared and lonely.
We can’t always choose the paths we walk, and oh but sometimes these paths are so very dark. Full of a sort of blackness that’s cloying and needy and only too happy to fold you into it. And that’s when that steadying hand is so desperately needed! Just one caring hand, to pull you back and help you up when you’re on your knees and sinking.
One person.
They can be a loving family member, or an awesome friend, or perhaps a worthy lover. And they may not be beautiful, or rich, or witty or charming or anything like you’d think they ought to be. But they’re there and in all of this, and in all of that, they’re not going anywhere.
Which makes them the most beautiful person you’ll ever know.
Because without even that, what do we do, but run off into the darkness blindly, screaming inside.
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