Love is patient, love is kind

“Love is patient, love is kind.”

If that’s true, than why is it that the person whom we are supposed to love the most (ourselves) can often be the hardest one to accept.

I am not patient. I am not willing to accept flaws. And sometimes, I’m not kind.

I am happy, but when I’m not, I am judgemental of myself, begrudging of others. Sometimes I resent their success or blame certian aspects in my life on others.

I am such a work in progress, and though the ones I love the most promise to always be patient with me on this journey, sometimes I wonder: If I can’t be patient with my own self, is it fair to ask others to be?

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