we accept the love we think we deserve.

I’m wildly in love with Charlie from The Perks of Being a Wallflower (the book). I cannot believe I have not read this book until now, although it was kind of perfect timing. I’ve heard that quote before – We accept the love we think we deserve – and found it very poignant. Turns out, its even better in the context in which it was originally written, which was in this book.

“I have finished To Kill a Mockingbird. It is now my favorite book of all time, but then again, I always think that until I read another book.” – Charlie
 
Seriously, are we not kindred spirits?
 
“So I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never know most of them. But even if we don’t have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.” – Charlie
 
 
And then there is Sam (female).
 
“If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don’t want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it, too. I want them to be able to do whatever they want around me. And if they do something I don’t like, I’ll tell them.”
 
Maybe he didn’t really encourage me to do things, but he didn’t prevent me from doing them either. But after awhile, I didn’t do things because I didn’t want him to think differently about me. But the thing is, I wasn’t being honest [….] So, tomorrow I’m leaving. And I’m not going to let that happen again with anyone else. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. But right now, I’m here with you. And I want to know where you are, what you need, and what you want to do.”
 
 
Right. Reading books and having a new favorite every time. Not having the power to choose where we come from, but being able to choose where we are going. Doing things and trying to feel okay about doing them. Having people like me for the real me. Being honest. Being who I really want to be; who I really am.
 
Damn good book. Damn good timing.
 
 
 
 
 


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