For years I thought a state of perfection was attainable..and that once I reached it, my life would work. I would be okay and could then accept myself.
I have a myriad of excuses as to why I didn’t deserve my own love. It kept me in a constant state if stress and pain. It did not help me to achieve fulfilling success, if anything it just screwed me up more….it set me on a journey to fix myself.
Yep…I thought I could fix my fatal flaw, whatever that was and along the way…I learned something about the goal. Clearly, there’s no state of perfection. It was a whacked out goal that could NEVER bring me happiness.
I stopped seeking and started accepting myself…all the hard bits and pieces. We’re all okay just the way we are…today. Not our future self, but our present self….