Have you ever noticed that folks that pretend to be perfect seem to always expect you to follow suit and pretend to have it all together yourself? It’s almost as if someone pretending to be perfect can’t handle imperfections in their own lives and somehow that bleeds into an overcritical reaction to others imperfections.

I think we have all seen that in someone at one point or another, and I’m sure we have been that person at one point or another. If I am struggling with something in my life and refuse to allow it to show, and someone around me is very open about their struggle, do I refuse to accept that they are being real? None of us are perfect. None of us don’t struggle with loneliness, greed, anger, pride, sadness, hurt. None of us are immune to the problems that this world with throw at us.

I think that division comes when we start to pretend that those things don’t affect us, and react to others that are affected. When we look down our nose at someone because they can’t pretend to have it together like I am pretending I do. When someone’s struggle infringes on my pseudo-utopia. It’s harder to accept others and assist them in their struggle when your bravado gets in the way.