Not fear your weaknesses, but understand them.

I like to understand my weaknesses. To understand so clear and understand so strong that it would even raise laughter. Exploring them to ask where they came from, why they held back me from one or the other things, why they frighten me.  I like to recognize my weaknesses, share them, and write about them. I do not know even whether it is my weaknesses. Maybe it is, rather, a crack. Yesterday I realized one of my basic provisions, which is very strong, I absolutely do not know from where it came, but it lives in me for a very long time. I do not know whether it’s a weakness, but I somehow got used to this thing to be ashamed of.

I have a deep and strong belief that people are good, that each of them has its own prehistory and the reason why ended up in this moment, and that every story is worth respectful listening. Why my attitude is shameful? Because naivety is tacky. Naivety is attributed to stupidity. And I hide behind the glasses, facts, statistics, arrogance, serious tone, of all the forces holding smile I pour sentences, tried logically explain a lot of things, although most of them have never been explained logically in my life.

I just love people. And to love them these days is completely unfavorable conditions – when so many deceivers, evil-minded, liars, and all kinds of similar to them, but I like to trace from where came deceiver, from where came malevolent, what the surroundings grew up them? And it is obvious that all of them came from the room where nobody hugs them and nobody shares the love with them.

So, my attitude that people are good so often stumped me. But, I think, maybe it is a better way to live loving people than the continuous guard myself or suspect others, believing in my infinite mind, which is able to comprehend each and everything. I just feel so.

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