Perfectionism is such a self-inflicted struggle for all of us in this day and age. We want to do things ‘just right’, never fail, always nail it on the first try, never receive any criticism or feedback, just fly through life like this. It actually creates a lot more stress. And that sucks. Perfectionism sucks.
Fuck Perfectionism
It bears repeating: You don’t need to become perfect. You don’t need to tackle all your goals and dreams with the “it has to be perfect and just right the first try” attitude. Perfectionism only gets in the way. Perfectionism sucks. If you’d let yourself try and fail some more, you’d be so much more relaxed. Furthermore, you’d have so much more fun!
The goal is not to become a perfect human (you’d only freak everyone the fuck out anyway.) The goal is (or should be) the become who you feel you are on the inside. I know it sounds a little lame, but I preach healthy truths, even if it’s in corny statements.
Perfection is not a certain weight.
Perfection is not straight A’s on your report card.
It’s not having a clean criminal record (although I wholeheartedly encourage you to strive for this one), not the perfect Birkin bag, not a row of Louboutin heels.
Perfection isn’t an objective thing, a perfect picture, something that looks good and sounds good at office parties.
The goal is not to be perfect, never to be perfect. The goal is to live the life you want to live. Whatever that may be, whatever elements from the list above or from your own imagination that includes (or doesn’t, because fuck the Birkins.)
Perfection is unending curiosity to what you could improve next, so you are happier. And more in tune with yourself.
Perfection for you is to develop into the person you want to be.
The goal is to improve, to feel better about yourself and your life, to get better at things you love to do, to grow as a human being and to be happy.
That’s all the perfect you’re ever going to need.
(And going to get, because perfection does not exist. Except in Tony’s Chocolonely and Beyonce.)
