Sometimes I feel like a doctor who smokes.
It’s this idea that in order to help others we must be perfect in our own right. It’s a terrible idea.
I’ve struggled with this idea of being perfect my whole life. If I was going to do something, I was going to do it perfectly. Whatever it was would be considered a home run. One hundred percent success rate.
You know what that idea did do? It kept me from trying new things. Why try if there is a chance of failure? Maybe people would judge or make fun of me. It kept me from working on things that I love but may not gain the results I wanted. Why spend all that time on something that may not bear any fruit?
Perfection is the perfect companion to procrastination. You keep putting off the things you want to do until the urge passes. You thought about it. It just wasn’t the right time.
There is no right time.
If everybody waited until the right time to have children, we would have zero population growth.
If everybody waited to do something until they could be assured of success, we would have no lights cars, televisions, computers, medical breakthroughs…you get the picture.
I’m still struggling with it. I’m still trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. I don’t always make the healthiest choices when it comes to my body. I waste time doing things that will not move me toward my goals.
But I’m making progress.
Progress. Not perfection. Progress.
I will continue to work. I’m sure I’ll also continue to make mistakes. Those mistakes, though, aren’t fatal. Perfection is. We are not perfect. But where we are right now is a perfect place to be. Embrace it and keep moving toward the life that is perfect for you.#HappyFix #SelfCare