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What it do? Gloria's the name. New York City. In the process of piecing together my fluctuating contemplations. I love Drake, Pinkberry, and Snorlax.

On imperfection

It’s hard to love somebody through their imperfections. Or rather, it’s just hard to tolerate them and the flaws they have to offer— especially in times of their worst. But I’ve always believed in “love conquers all,” and with that said, your feelings for them should consequently prevail over anything.

They’ll make you mad, make you go absolutely insane but in the end, (hopefully) they’re still the one you’re crazy about. Amplified voices vigorously bouncing off the walls, doors slamming, in tears of anger and frustration, your mind is clogged and exposed to the ugliness in the situation and in the person you love. It’s normal to feel skeptical, it’s even normal to doubt how much longer and how much more you can endure in this relationship. The easiest way out is to up and go yet it’s the hardest thing to do because that will mean letting go of all the past efforts made.

Well, damn. It’s hard to love somebody through their imperfections. Or rather, it’s easy to forget about the good when your feelings are manipulated by the bad. Your mother may constantly nag, your best friend may break a promise, and your significant other may choose Sunday night football over movies night on the couch. You may love sushi but he may hate fish. He’s a morning person and you’re the type to never want to sleep at night. Your mother takes your anger out on you when she’s having a bad day and even your best friend may come off as apathetic about the friendship. It’s normal to feel skeptical, it’s even normal to doubt how much longer and how much you can endure in this relationship.

It’s not going to be easy, it’s going to take a lot of hard work. But nothing worth having was ever achieved without effort, right? At the end of the day, perfection ceases to exist until you understand that things are always going to be perfectly imperfect. You were the toddler of the nagging, grouchy mother who loved you unconditionally, you’re the best friend of the person who was there for you every time you needed them regardless of how apathetic they seem, and you’re in love with somebody who would take you out to sushi despite how much they dislike fish. The person who would hold your hair back when you’re hovering above the toilet seat recklessly drunk and throwing up. And at the end of the day, the skepticism vanishes. “We learn to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.” And because of that, we’ll love them even when they’re at their worst.



Posted on January 29th at 3:53 PM
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  1. babycaaaaaaakes said: reading this made me smile. i needed this, thaaank you gloria.
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