Acceptance seems to be one of those things that everyone claims to be able to do, but anyone rarely does. There is a difference between accepting something and being forced to accept something. Life has a way of moving on even when you feel like you can’t, which is when we are forced to accept something. Truth is though, until we face the problem head on and get the closure we need, we never truly accept it. It isn’t until you truly accept something for yourself that you are able to live with it, cope. Yet, that is the hardest part to do, because it’s really hard to accept something that hurts you or something that you were sure was going to turn out differently.
There are several forms of acceptance, one of them being of others. Acceptance goes hand in hand with judging. You either choose to accept someone, faults and all, or you will always second-guess them and yourself for why you’re with them, or why you knowingly are friends. That’s when you know that you are truly friends with someone, when you are able to accept them for exactly who they are, faults and all.
Another big form of acceptance, the one that I seem to have the hardest time with, is with accepting myself. How do I expect to feel accepted in the world or the environment I live in if I can’t even accept myself? I’m always pointing out my flaws, putting myself down, but then I’m surprised when I don’t make new friends. The truth is, is that I find it very hard to accept myself sometimes. It’s like I put so little effort into certain things, but expect a lot in return. How can I expect to get from the world something that I won’t give it? Like every other thing, it’s give and take. Even to yourself.
“Understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance can there be recovery.”—J.K. Rowling