A lovely person lately brought to my attention that my fatal flaw is that I can’t help but see the best in people. I must admit that I do understand the reasoning behind it as I have met my fair share of tragedies. But it’s a flaw I’m willing to suffer with because I just know how beautiful the best can be. I know to some extent the small beauties behind the characters people often hide. Whether it’s the unrecognisable kindness behind simplistic syllables they choose to share, or the easily missed nod when they’re focused on your words. I’m often catching myself noticing tiny wonders behind people as I learn new beauties.
I’ve taught myself to explore the people I meet, not in the way a dissection would study someone. I rather explore people to find their true selves, because there is nothing more incredibly than the true passionate spirit. To find an individual’s deepest passion is extraordinary. It allows for them to open up with me and in some cases, I can help them. I’ve met many who have been lost in the furthest corners of depression where they feel like nothing could help them out. But through all this darkness, I’ve seen incredible talents. I’ve met writers who could bring warmth through her delicate writings. I’ve met beautifully talented designers who scream beauty through their compelling pieces. I’ve met musicians who could pull out the unspeakable truths in the form of a song.
Regardless of where someone has been or possibly still going through, I will always try my hardest to find their inner fires.