Perfection is so...😪

I'd be lying if I were to say perfection wasn’t once a goal of mine. Oftentimes, holding myself too standards of perfection creates a clear image of what my end result should portray. This way of living may seem absurd and pointless, but you’re right it is! Perfection is the disease of a nation, and no truer words have ever been spoken. How can someone truly be perfect when perfection doesn’t exist? If perfection doesn’t exist, why can I paint a grandiose mental picture of a perfect life for myself? Perfection is so… misunderstood sometimes; sometimes, the burnt part of the food tastes the best, and I believe that perfection is found by utilizing imperfections as a signal to align ourselves with the person we want to be and the life we want for ourselves. Perfection is nimble, and what’s perceived as perfect varies depending on who you are asking. When people describe their ideas of perfection, is it admiration, lustfulness, or just appreciation for anything flawless? When we speak about perfection, are our inner desires manifesting into a bullseye that we subconsciously aim towards daily? How often do our journeys towards perfection lead us to the realization that perfection is unobtainable? Revealing that the idea of perfection is what’s truly flawed. I’m voyaging toward perfection, but recently, it’s lost its luster. Is perfection what I truly desire? Is perfection truly tangible? Once I obtain this rare quality of life, will I be happy or want more? Can I stop wanting more, bigger, and better? Can I find perfection by appreciating and making the most of my circumstances?

A life of diamonds and pearls, a beautiful, intelligent, kind-hearted being. Surrounded by supportive friends and loving family. A career that fulfills my purpose and provides for my family. Even toned skin with no hyperpigmentation, healthy hair with no split ends, and a physically fit physique. A house that’s big but doesn’t have to be too big but big enough for guest to get lost on their way to the bathroom. Bills are on auto-pay, with a Tesla truck on auto-pilot. A teacup poodle that can fit inside my bag whenever I decide to go shopping. When I tell people I can’t wait to create the perfect life for myself, this is what I mean. Everyone should feel empowered to mold their lives into whatever “perfect” they see fit. Perfection is relative and can be whatever we want at any hour of any day.

Today would be the perfect day for me to make it home safely. I did, and today was perfect. A picture-perfect weekend involves spending time with my friends and family, creating fond memories, and recharging for the next week. I did that this weekend, and it was perfect. Gratitude may be the new perfection. Patience may be the catalyst for perfection. Perfection might be played out.

Who needs perfection when you can have peace? Peace of mind, trusting that what’s for you will be for you. No one is destined to be perfect or have a perfect life, and just as we can gain everything our hearts desire, we can also lose everything just as quickly. Perfection isn’t long-lived and often leaves faster than one would at a family function they didn’t want to attend in the first place. That golden hour during an autumn evening sunset that’s perfection. That indescribable occurrence when the earth stops spinning, the ticks on the clock cease to exist, and the stars seem to align perfectly. Those moments when you hear the right thing at the perfect time, turning your worry into relief, sadness into joy, sorrow into smiles. These perfect moments are profound, and although we’d love to bottle up that sunshine for a cloudy day, good times often go too soon.

Although, I think we sometimes can’t imagine how much power we have when we start to take our realities into our own hands. Perfection is just a concept created by man, and the basis around what defines perfection amongst beauty standards, career titles, and family dynamics (to mention a few😅)… is bullshit but an ideal image being pushed through society as to what is perfect and what isn’t is pointless. You can find perfection anytime you plz. If you define it for yourself and make that fit what you value. I hold onto those moments where I’m happy, even if those moments last for a short while. I genuinely and physically feel better because I know those “perfect” moments appear so much more often than we sometimes remember. I may not be in the perfect situation today, but that doesn’t define who, what, or where I’ll be in the future. I may not have the “perfect look,” but when I started to find perfection in my own look, I still felt that rush of joy you get when you finally find that good picture out of 100, even if it was just an off guard photo or I saw my self in a random photo I was in. Personally, I don’t believe perfection is without flaws. I don’t believe perfection is as hard to achieve as we may have been taught. I truly feel that everyone has perfection and can manifest it into reality if they try, and it’s not easy to do that. It is a process of breaking down what you may have been taught, addressing insecurities, seeking professional help when necessary, making sacrifices, and boring weekends. Take time to understand who you are and how perfect it is that there will never be another you. You’ll never get another chance to experience another life that may be more perfect than the last. If you wait for the perfect moment to start, you do it backward. Create the perfect moment by starting!