Acceptance. One word changes the whole story.
Let’s begin this in the classic manner.
Once upon a time there was a little kid. And oh! the little kid wasted his years to fulfill this quest often called acceptance. How he let himself suffer because of this mere word! It sounds so meaningful and huge to get accepted by someone. He thought that it was an honor. Really? Give me a break! But the silly mind never understood that it is a trap of crap! It took him long enough to understand that acceptance from others is not what he wants. His heart needed an acceptance of his own. All he had to do was to accept himself and the fact that he was enough. He didn’t need to be more than enough, to be just enough for himself was completely okay. Acceptance from someone else should never have been his purpose and should never be. But it wasn’t so easy to understand.
He didn’t leave any stone unturned just to get accepted from his loved ones as well as this world. He kept proving himself and bled every night as his stitches opened one at a time. How strong he was to stitch his heart back again every morning? How strong he must have been to gather himself to work hard to get accepted by this world? But the poor one never came across this ‘guardian angel’ named ‘self-acceptance’! He waited every night, not knowing how to invite his guardian angel.
Sitting on the floor, with his head resting along the edge of the bed, he looked towards the ceiling, then down at the carpet, and then again at the ceiling, his eyes were shut tightly and not a single tear was rolling down his cheeks. He spoke after a really long time “Why? Am I not good enough? Am I not wanted?” After a long session of argument with his mind, his heart won. He recalled what had just happened, and took a deep breath. With every inhalation the realisation gushed in, “Who are these people? Who are they really, that their acceptance matters so much to me? These people, this world, doesn’t even matter, what matters is what I think about myself”.
People come and go and so will you. Their acceptance is a mere thought, accepting yourself is the real act.
Till the time we don’t treat our thoughts and opinions rightly, this realisation never seeps in. How can you expect others to accept you, till you don’t accept yourself? And the day you do, others acceptance seems like a joke. You have to spend the rest of your life with yourself and for how long are you planning to neglect this fact? Eventually, you are going to end up being your ‘go to person’! So why not love yourself the way you do, to your loved ones? Why not accept yourself, like you accept others in your life?
(The day this thought will strike your mind, I want you to be proud of yourself that you are growing.)