October 27, 2019

Ready To Start

By In Diary

We don’t like to put things out into the world unless they’re perfect. We keep refining, smoothing, tweaking, and futzing with whatever it is we’re working on until we reach this imagined point of completion. But the reality of “perfect” is just a lie we concocted to give ourselves the excuse to never be finished. In some cases, we use it to never start. Now imagine applying this fictionalized ideal to yourself. Is it any wonder why so many of us are so unhappy? Always waiting for a state that will never come. Never realizing that all you have to do is begin with your flaws, failures, and all. I’m not perfect, but I’m something better: I’m real. 

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