I Meet People Everyday

I meet people everyday. I meet people, some I know, some I don’t. I meet people who fake it. I meet people who pretend to be someone they’re not. I meet a lot of happy people but I also meet people in the struggle, who aren’t sure where happiness is.
I see people and I see their insecurities. Some people reflect my own insecurities back at me and I can recognize them. Some people need all of our attention to reaffirm their own egos, and these people are probably the most vulnerable. Some people are terrified of that same attention because they fear people will see the real person they are and may not like it.
It’s fairly easy to spot insecurities, flaws and faults in other people and judge them on it. We’re pretty quick to do it. I suppose it makes us feel better when we see other people aren’t perfect. However, we’re pretty slow to recognize our own flaws and insecurities and check ourselves. We tend to deny they even exist, or justify they’re existence with some half-baked explanation. It’s an awkward conversation to have with yourself, but at some stage you kind of have to objectively face yourself and figure out what’s good and what’s bad, and then work some shit out.
As I said, calling people out on their imperfections is easy, and it makes us feel better, but is also makes us shit people. I’ve often picked up on an insecurity someone has had because I have the same one, yet simultaneously denied that I had any insecurities at all. It’s unhealthy and unhelpful to believe your own bullshit, to believe that you have no faults. At some point it’ll fall apart, and you’ll fall twice as hard if you never realized you could fall in the first place.
Be sound. Stop judging people, and have a bit of self-compassion.