admitting your flaws doesn’t make you more flawed.
admitting your flaws often points out your strengths.
my flaws: they’re ten-fingered-spread-eagled declarations of this-is-me. they’re a part of me but they don’t define me.
they’re not permanent. they’re changeable. adjustable. i can grow in and out of them and become victorious over any of them, should i set my mind to it.
i think we not only do ourselves, but everyone around us, a great service by saying on occasion: “this was hard”
“this was ugly”
i don’t believe that fighting against our negative parts includes ignoring and covering them up and piling on the positive.
sometimes it’s pointing them out.
so that you can acknowledge.
recognize, deal with it, and move on.
it makes the positive more beautiful once you’re able to recognize and point out the negative.
or so i feel.