What Accepting Your Limitations Looks Like
We are neither good nor bad; we simply are who we are.
It used to be an ardent wish of mine to not be human. To somehow transcend the human condition. Besides the fact that people are immoral and duplicitous, I cited behind that desire the fact humans were weak. We feel. We lose control of ourselves. Of our emotions. We are fragile.
I’ve since realized that was but an escapist fantasy. I wasn’t ruing humanity being weak; I was ruing me being weak. And while my definition of weakness has undergone a sea change over the past few years, I still find myself sometimes craving a break from my emotions and flaws.
But for the most part, I’ve accepted I am only a human being. Capable of great love, susceptible to wretched jealousy. I have strengths, and I have limitations. I laugh, and I cry. No, the progress hasn’t been absolute, but I am more at peace with myself now than I ever have been.
I’m not one to give advice. I once tried to kick a football with one foot, then decided on using the other while the first was midair, and fell down splat on the ground. I’m an idiot. But self-acceptance is a subject I’m getting more experienced in by the day. So here are the three most important pointers I’ve adopted that can help you accept your limitations and be kinder to…
