Heroes are important…they’re valuable, and I hate to see that eroded for anyone. What should be understood, though, is that no one is going to embody perfection…ever. I’ve done some shitty things in my life…so have you.
We’re all complicated…we’re all clawing our way through existence lucky to even begin understanding our motivations, much less our actions. That goes for the people I love and admire and idolize, too.
But what I’ve realized, as I’ve become a person that some people (oddly enough) idolize, is that we don’t really idolize people. We worship ideas that we project onto people. We worship the idea of talent, of success, of beauty, of poise, of humor, of perfection.
When we separate those things out from the person we’re projecting them on, we can learn a lot about ourselves…and what we find might not be particularly pretty.
And so I try to worship ideas I can be proud of…and even if the people I’ve projected them onto don’t turn out to be the best folks…the ideas are still great. Ideas like independence and equality and curiosity and kindness and dedication and joy and loyalty and love…that’s what I admire…and when I find people who embody those ideas…well…I’ll reblog their gifsets all day and night.