I was reading Khaled Hosseini’s The Kite Runner and, as often happens because I’m a speedy reader, I mis – read a character saying that they loved someone because of who they were and saw weren’t. I re – read it and realised my mistake, but by then the gears in my brain were whirring away.
I love people for the qualities they lack. I love my best friend because she isn’t impatient, rather than because she is patient. Patience is surely just the lack of impatience: because we wouldn’t notice patience if there weren’t impatient people to compare to. Apply this to any adjective and you get my thought: I love my sister because she isn’t selfish. I love my friend because he isn’t stupid.
Voilà: now you’re thinking like a confused teen. Give yourself a gold star.