We all have the desire to be loved for who we are... but the question is, who exactly are we?
I have ACC, I call myself an ACCer. But does ACC define me? No not really. My ACC is something I generally associate my quirks with... they are quirks that most people can't over look. Quirks that I'm often misjudged for. But my ACC does not define me.
I don't want to be loved FOR my ACC. I want to be loved THROUGH it.
My mother is the perfect example of someone who loves me through my ACC. No matter what happens, if I have a bad ACC day, she lovingly accepts it. And figuratively holds my hand through it.
My best friend Stephanie is the same way. If I'm having a bad ACC day she just says "I know it's tough, you know I love you" and lets me get through the day knowing she supports me.
These two love me through my ACC, it's not who I am, but it is part of me. So yes, I want to be loved for who I am but I also want to be loved through the icky moments...and I know I'm not alone in this.
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