The beauty of friendship is the safety it provides. The feeling that people see you, the real you beyond what is physical, beyond the things that you can’t change about yourself, and that they accept you as you truly are. Nothing is quite as sobering as learning that a state like that for some can become conditional.
That suddenly things like how you look could play into it if allowed. Not because it actually matters at all, but merely because stereotypes and judgement are so easy of a tool in keeping our own egos appeased. They provide an easy way to justify our own level of personal value, because as long as there is someone to feel superior about, then we are “better”.
To be honest, I tire of human tendencies. I wish others would tire of them too. I really do think the world would be a far better place, if only we could get over ourselves.
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