I’m imperfectly perfect

It’s an argument that women really need to hear, and one that will do a world of good for anyone who knows they have a penchant for perfectionism.

The quest for perfection is often a source of stress, frustration and disappointment.

To free ourselves from this frenzied quest (which is a kind of mirage, since perfection doesn’t exist), let’s first dare to answer the following question to ourselves with the utmost sincerity and…kindness: why is it so important for me to be perfect?

Once we’ve answered that question, couldn’t we sign a peace treaty with ourselves, and instead of clinging to perfection, seek Excellence instead, which contributes to a deeper sense of satisfaction and fulfillment?

Couldn’t we draw inspiration from the Japanese philosophy of Kintsugi, which restores broken or damaged objects not by concealing the cracks but by sublimating them with gold, and encourages us to accept objects with their flaws and rough edges?

To be imperfectly perfect is also to meditate on the wise words of Vito Mancuso: “In this world, we’d all like to be the best, but very few care about being better.

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