I often find myself telling people (or myself...yes, I do have conversations with the mirror) that I'm a 'perfectionist', ie. I strive for perfection.
On browsing the Daily Mail yesterday and learning of Neil Trotter, a (probably former) car mechanic and the latest £108 million Euromillions lottery winner, my first thought was "wow, what a lucky guy. He's sorted for life!" Obviously, I immediately linked his new found wealth to a simultaneous inheritance of 'The Perfect Life'. But I can almost guarantee that his life isn't perfect. Money can't buy perfection.
Personally, I find myself constantly striving to be thinner, more toned, healthier. And of course this means that when I slip up (everyone has their bad days), then I class myself a 'failure'. I’m slowly but surely realising that I need to give myself a break. I think everyone in society today is guilty of being beating themselves up in their search for perfection. We are our own worst enemy. It is no bad thing to have goals and ambitions...but if it's one thing I urge, it's that we need to stop being so harsh on ourselves!
Every single person has their flaws and imperfections. It's how we choose to deal with them that makes us grow/ helps us to be a better person.
So take my advice. Stop striving for perfection and live and enjoy each day as it comes.
Salvador Dali had some pretty good advice too - "Have no fear of perfection- you'll never reach it".
Strive for progress, not perfection.
Aaaaand finally, when life gives you lemons, squeeze the **** outta them and make pints of lemonade!
This post got deeper than I first expected but I hope a few of you can relate!