I have a problem with people who call me or any other person "perfect". Or well, a problem might be a bit harsh way to put it, but it is just that I feel like the word to me stands for something unattainable and almost unreal. The "perfect" look and achieving/having the so called perfect look puts a big pressure on so many people out there today that I feel the need of expressing why not being perfect has more beauty in it after all.
I understand that calling someone perfect only is meant as a big compliments and praise but the choice of word bothers me; "perfect".
What is perfect? It is such a strong word saying that the thing or person described has no flaws, no errors, no negative sides. Nothing you would like to change or wish were different, it is simply.. perfect.
And I am not that. I am not free from flaws, unable of bettering, without any errors. I am not perfect, nor will i ever be, since i am only human. I have flaws, scars, and a large potential for improvement and i am fully Okay with that. Being happy with where I am, yet still wanting to better myself. I do not wish to be "perfect" because then what would i be motivated by? What could possibly drive me, inspire me and keep my hunger for becoming all that I aspire to be, in and out if i already would be perfect?
So no, perfect is not for me. To quote a lovely saying; perfect is for straight lines and edges, I am as curved as my heart❤️ And we are all perfectly imperfect with endless potential and that if anything is beautiful.