The ironic part is, to people who love us, we are nearly perfect. My friends and family have a lot of flaws, but to me, at some point every time I see them, they are perfect, if only for a moment. Sometimes, when you read my mind or email the *perfect* (there’s that word again) zinger to Puppy, I laugh out loud and email back how rockin’ you are… so, it is attainable, just not *sus*tainable. Yes?

There were a few years, just out of college where I can say I had let me tendencies slide in most areas of my life. I was content with knowing there were grammatical mistakes in my writing or my jeans didn’t fit quite perfectly; day to day living was enough. Until I started taking some bigger risks in my life, started my own business (the one before the one I have now), started my blog…and slowly but surely I felt the need creep back in. How can you venture into new territory and deal with the inevitable first failures. I look at these failures as little successes in a much bigger challenge, but day to day, how do I cope with my imperfection?

Lately, I’ve made my discomfort with my imperfection a style that’s completely mine. In my blog I’ve developed a writing style that is perfectly imperfect (and grammatically atrocious). When my jeans don’t fit quite right, I sketch myself into my photos rather than take actual photos. (Wow, this has turned into ‘Kristin’s Corner of Confession’)

I actually stopped blogging for a month (more?) because I couldn’t do it perfectly anymore. I was loosing readers. I was depressed. I didn’t feel witty or charming or clever. (I should have written this in an email rather than hijack your comments sections!)

But I’m coming back to the blogging world, because I started that blog to connect with people who want to venture out and do new things with their lives but don’t have the skills to get past their insecurities or imperfections or fears. I have the skills, do I have the courage?

Alright, I’m ending this now. But thank you for writing this and reminding me that I am not alone in this venture and that someday, maybe even soon, I can make another attempt at playing video games (a ridiculously giant fear of mine…)

It is like every challenge I take on in life I just want to be perfect at. If I start something, then I want to be the best at it.

It does have its positives though. Usually your work is more defined.

Being human is not a character defect.

I can sooooooo relate to it.

I wrote about the futility of being perfect on my blog a couple of months ago. You are right, it is all fear based insecurities.

Thoroughly enjoyed the post.

Rasheed

I want to have photos on my blog. Then I see photos like this, and then I think I can’t do photos because they won’t be as good as this photo.

I wish I didn’t think this way. Your post reminds me that I should just put up bad photos and then, slowly, they’ll get better, or I will get more accepting, or both.