I remember when I realized how much I truly did struggle with perfectionism. It was a real wake up call. I wasn’t comfortable in myself and something needed to change. It wasn’t anyone else’s responsibility or blame. It was my obligation. It was my perspective and ability, or lack thereof, to be vulnerable with myself and with others that needed revamping.
Seeing the word “imperfect” in a positive light is a choice.
So is living an authentic life.
It is embracing living an imperfect life.
It is a conscious decision.
One that you make every day.
It means taking the risk, to be yourself and allow others to get to know and love who you really are.