Who told you you have to be perfect in order to be enough?
Those simple words, those two questions, after admitting I hate being embarrassed about mistakes, choices, situations, etc.
Those simple words rocked my world.
I am a soul having a human experience. I don’t need to be perfect. I’m not here to be perfect. I’m here to be human. There is no such thing as a perfect human. There is no perfection except imperfection.
How the hell did I miss that?