Desperately seeking someone
We all want to be liked and need to be loved, but sometimes we can’t bear the thought of living life alone. There is no alternative to the realisation that, ultimately, and in the now, we already are.
Some think this morbid, or a banal existentialist pith take, but it is a fair summary of life. We seek acceptance because most of us are unaccepting of who we are, and have no real love or confidence in what we are made of.
Some call it compromise or mutual acceptance; I just call it lazy. The sort of discussion that involves getting to know the good, the bad and the ugly of ones-self is one very few of us rarely have, mostly because we end up beating the crap out of ourselves. Pity…