Nature...ever itself, without explanation or apology.. imperfectly perfect. |
Plus, perfect, the disease is contagious. It hurts those around us because we start to badger and bind them with our expectations of perfect. By not giving ourselves permission to be imperfect, we deny others this right. We fool ourselves with empty promises... that if only we were thinner, more beautiful, more successful/accomplished we would be happy. This disease spreads to our family and friends, if only my husband.. my children... and before we know it it eats us up, steals the air out of the room, constricts our soul and robs us of our power to love, be loved, be ourselves and let others breathe in being themselves. Our glorious, albiet flawed selves that make us human. Also, it prevents us from being grateful for what we have right now. It makes us envy and want, and compare and diminish. Case in point a recent morning ago, I found myself registering for our local 10K/1/2 marathon/marathon event feeling like a poor excuse for an athlete, virtually apologetic because I am entering the shortest of those distances..too bad it is my first foray into competitive running in over 10 years (threshold enough at this stage) I wonder why I am apologising rather than celebrating... I realise, again I am banging my head against expectations of perfect.. comparing myself and coming up short...
This disease is making me unhappy, Is keeping me stuck in fear and feelings of inadequacy. Is quashing my creative talents and preventing me from owning my life and myself and taking steps to do what I deeply want to do rather than what I feel I should...
So ladies, let's lead a push back against perfect. Perfect can take a walk out of my life, thank you very much. Yep, Maria Kondo aka KonMari of the annoying art of tidying up and how happy and enlightened that is supposed to make us feel(no pressure) can just take her pint sized vertical stacked bundles and walk out of the room (or less polite terms for get out of my life!). P@#$ off perfect, Lets see where that leads us...