How come all strangers are perfect or complete?
I think it was noel coward who said (I’m paraphrasing): “the only people who you think are normal are the ones that you do not know” Those who you know know you well enough to open up and reveal their flaws to you, whereas strangers are able to maintain a facade of normality that makes them seem that much more balanced and sane. But they’re all pretending, we’re all flawed, it’s only human. If you deny it then you are flawed because you are unable to admit that you are flawed.
