Choice

I have been taught to find fault. I have been doing this, with good intentions and a subconscious sense of superiority: "I know better, let me point out for you where you go wrong."
Out of worry, out of a ..twisted love? Is that love? It's not trust. It's not trusting someone with their own life, to find things out on their own, like I prefer myself. They might be in denial, but is someone who is happy to point out their flaws to them really what they need? What has been most beneficial to me?
Someone who made me feel capable, good about myself. Someone who created an atmosphere of unconditional acceptance and support, which brought out the best in me. That's what helped, those are my best memories which still keep me going, the kindness of strangers, not the constant outpouring of criticism and destructive comments of my father, whose behaviour I'm copying. No more. NO MORE.
This stops here, here and now. I may not know who I am but I do know who I do not want to be. This is not what I want anymore.
I want to be someone who's always ready to point out the best in others, to hold a magnifying glass over their qualities, talents, abilities, hearts. I've been practising this on twitter and I LOVE IT. It's closer to my nature. This is who I choose to be. Today. With Your support.
This is a step towards authenticity, since one of my own talents is being able to see other people's qualities even when they temporarily can't. It comes natural to me, it's awesome and humbling. Thank You.