There are two sides to everything.
I’ve heard you can’t have faith without doubts. You can’t believe one side without knowing the other. You can’t be pro choice without knowing about pro life. You just can’t look at life one-sided.
But you know what’s so interesting about this? We tend to be incredibly one-sided with people.
We expect them only to have that one good side. When people expose their bad side, we panic. We don’t want to see that others aren’t perfect because that means that maybe not everything is right and good.
But here’s the thing. We can’t know each other, we can’t love each other, we can’t coexist without knowing each other’s flaws and loving each other anyway.
This reminds me of the fantastic Bastille song that goes like this:
“You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up; let’s finish what we’ve started
Dig them up, so nothing’s left unturned.”
Bastille goes on to sing that we would be doomed without flaws and the hole in our soul that keeps us from loving another person can only be filled by accepting and knowing each others’ flaws.
How beautiful that we can’t love each other without admitting we’re messed up. How absolutely freeing that I can stand confidently and tell the world:
I get anxious easily.
I can be uptight about the simplest things.
I am needy and emotional.
I am easily disappointed.
But by sharing that with the people I love, and by them sharing their flaws with me, we can love each other.
I can see that my friend is stubborn, that she lets her insecurity get the best of her, that she likes to be the center of attention. But, guys, I love them. A lot. And as I see their flaws, they see mine. And we fill that hole in our souls and unite in this beautiful friendship of really knowing each other.
What are your flaws? Do you wear them upon your sleeve? Or do you bury them deep beneath the ground? If you bury them, how is that affecting your relationships?
Let the world see the other side of you. Because it’s absolutely exhausting to pretend you’re a one-sided, perfect person.