There's an optical illusion that's easy to fall for, even if
you know the trick. The more distant you are from other people, the more
invulnerable they appear.
You see yourself as you are, with your flaws just as clear
as your successes, but you see most other people on their terms, only from the
side they present to the world. And at first glance they've got everything
figured out, with everything set in stone, securely rooted in their community,
wrapped up with their loved ones, their lives like a finished work of art.
But it's only just a trick of perspective: everyone else
seems to be doing better than you, because you can't see the cracks from so far
away. How insecure their footing, how pliable they really are. How many years
of effort went into shaping their identity into something acceptable, how many
other hands it took to build their lives, which are still only a work in
progress.
It's the kind of basic human vulnerability that we'd all
find familiar, but is still somehow surprising when we notice it in others.
It's an open question why we have such public confidence, and such private
doubts.
Maybe that contradiction is what keeps us moving, wanting to
be more than what we are, and never be satisfied. Maybe it lets us keep our
distance, to avoid too much friction as we brush past each other.
Or maybe it's
what draws us together, the only irreplaceable thing we still need each other
for, just one last excuse to keep stopping by, so we can prop each other up,
and remind us that nothing is set in stone, not even who we are, or who we
pretend to be.
TJ
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