I am trying to learn that nobody is perfect. that is such a melodramatic phrase, but it is something that I struggle with intimately.
believing that people can be more than people,
wanting them to be more than people,
seeing them as more than people,
expecting them to be more than people,
and then being disappointed
when they're people.
I ignore flaws until they hit me in the face and then I am so shocked that it crashes down everything in my mental universe.
and their eyes stare back at me with confusion on why I close myself off completely within a moment.
because I'm expecting a certain image that I have conjured up in my head of who they are supposed to be and how they are supposed to act,
and that's just not reality, nor is it plausible for them to know what I'm even thinking.
I can understand that nobody is perfect
I know what the phrase means and how factual it is
but my mind tends to independently hope the contrary
