"You're perfectly flawed
You're perfectly incomplete
A work in progress
Imperfections will keep you unique
My weight
My face
My height
My race
I'm a mistake.
My weight
My face
My height
My race
I'm such a disgrace.
Its the same doubt,
The same dream
It's the same sabotage
Cause I'm the enemy
Nothing left to lose, just try again
Nothing left to lose, just try again
Don't you do it
You're not even you yet"
This is lyrics from a favorite song of mine called, "Perfectly flawed." I have always been wanting to do my best and just like everyone else, "I want to be perfect." I'd 'reject my reflection because I hate it judges me'. Today I was at school and I felt very proud of myself because I accomplished quite a lot but a friend of mine started talking about how she was jealous of someone and how she thought she wasn't pretty enough or 'skinny enough' and then she told me about this drama here and there and I could see she was torn up about it but it all seemed so pointless to me. I didn't say anything rude to her like, "Well, that's stupid. You're not ugly and jealously is so pointless." I have been there when I was younger but it's like after what I've been through now it's harder for me to even relate to what they are going through. Yet, I know that's not where I want to be and I don't want to be judgmental of others because just the fact that I am judging them shows I still much work to do. I am a work in progress. But when I got home I felt depressed about it and then I felt humbled by it and I thought, "God, I am so happy that I am human like everyone else. I make mistakes and I've still got plenty to work on myself." It's so freeing for this to be the truth. And perfection isn't really what I thought it was before. The first step to perfection is accepting yourself exactly where you are at, at that present moment and loving that person no matter what and then growing from there. This is all about growth and yes we are a work in progress but just like the song says we shouldn't give up on ourselves yet because we're not even ourselves yet. I believe that is what perfection is, coming into perfect union with your true self, which for me is love. And that for me is my truth. But like mom said, it's important for me to accept where I am at and I think it makes me able to relate to others who also are struggling. But the truth is we are all perfectly flawed and our flaws make us unique. They make us what we are. In life I always want to remember that the flaws is part of the beauty of this life. <3
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