perfectionist
I think that it is one of the ugliest words in the English language. And it has nothing to do with the way it sounds. Sometimes, I worry that I am a one. It's just so easy to beat yourself up about everything, because NOTHING YOU DO IS GOING TO BE CLOSE TO PERFECT. Someone will always hate what you write, think or say. That's life. Everything is always highly imperfect to somebody else, but THAT'S OKAY.
Today has been the kind of day leaving me covered in metaphorical bruises. They're everywhere. I've been ruthless to myself. Nothing has been good enough. It's been...draining.
What makes us human, I think, is not having to come to terms with the fact that we aren't perfect, nor will we ever be. I think it's having to come to terms with how entirely imperfect we are. Because —imperfect — we are a lot of. The point isn't perfection. It's progress. That's just hard to remember, sometimes.
Why? Because we want to be right, good, exactly on our game.
It's okay, to be off. It's okay to have bad days or moments or articles or one-liners or outfits or hair days. Life wouldn't have any real joy without the ugly.
Speaking of which, everyone should go and see Inside Out. Pixar showed this all much more beautifully than I can say it.
For now, I'm going to go and finish a perfectly imperfect day. Just like every other day.
Today has been the kind of day leaving me covered in metaphorical bruises. They're everywhere. I've been ruthless to myself. Nothing has been good enough. It's been...draining.
What makes us human, I think, is not having to come to terms with the fact that we aren't perfect, nor will we ever be. I think it's having to come to terms with how entirely imperfect we are. Because —imperfect — we are a lot of. The point isn't perfection. It's progress. That's just hard to remember, sometimes.
Why? Because we want to be right, good, exactly on our game.
It's okay, to be off. It's okay to have bad days or moments or articles or one-liners or outfits or hair days. Life wouldn't have any real joy without the ugly.
Speaking of which, everyone should go and see Inside Out. Pixar showed this all much more beautifully than I can say it.
For now, I'm going to go and finish a perfectly imperfect day. Just like every other day.
Comments
Post a Comment