I am a creative entrepreneur and an online content creator. I am trying to be my own boss. I want to be successful and inspiring. And I am incredibly flawed and imperfect.
Society doesn’t like imperfection. The internet doesn’t like flaws. But here I am, bruised, battered, and dented, but still good and ambitious. And to be perfectly honest, perfection will never equal success.
I don’t like the word perfect. I don’t think anything can really be perfect, and that might just be my creative neuroses of constantly changing, editing, shifting, cropping, etc etc. But seriously, what the hell is perfect?
It’s also entirely subjective. What is one persons perfect is another’s not good enough. Why should we standardized humans to fit a totally subjective mold?
Being an entrepreneur and boss gives the impression that I am perfect, that I have my shit together. But let me be real: I am more often than not falling apart.
Let me explain, I battle anxiety daily. Some days are better than others, but it is always there. I have also fought through depression. I spent at least a year mistreating myself terribly, and being hurt and broken by others. It is a miracle that I got out of it. I carry that with me still, to make the cliche reference to baggage, the tags are around my wrist.
All of that makes me strong, and strength definitely outweighs perfection. Seriously, don’t be perfect. Have flaws, use them and learn from them, be willing to grow and never stop working, and be strong.
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