Perfection

A little tuck here, a little snip here and a little cut there and you have a Grade A certified perfect figure and look.

When we were kids with little to no rationalization what this big and bad world was going to throw back at us we were judged on perfection. Parents weren't happy with an A on the report card but you were rewarded when you had the A+. I once won an award in 3rd grade for coming to school everyday without one missed day - Perfect Attendance. Teachers would only reward us if ALL of us were behaving - Perfect Silence. We were trained that anything less than perfect was failure.

We then compete in sports where people say that second place is the first loser or receive a shower of confetti when you bowl a perfect round of 300 - we are trained as kids to be perfect and carry that mentality through our lives. Think about it...gymnasts and figure skaters go on the verge of suicide if they slip a tenth of a point but cry in joy as if they had just witnessed God touch their hands if they get the perfect score. The best achievement in baseball - a PERFECT game. When did the love of the game became the pursuit of perfection?

When we work or play we strive for the same perfection. It's not good enough that the person you are with loves you or cherishes your very existence, but we trivialize it with shallowness of their looks, figure or social awkwardness. We were trained to except nothing but the best. We work to advance, but we fail to realize the life lessons we encounter everyday. We strive to be better, faster and stronger than the next that we lose focus on what is important. We aim to be the perfect employee by destroying our own morals to get there. By any means necessary.

Perception is a strong frame of mind. It makes you see things that may not be what you see. The glasses of your world change based on the lens of you mind. You see what you want to see and in turn behave towards that vision. Perfection. What you don't see on your blind side is that perfection may be right there in front of you. It's just not called perfection. For some its called happiness, for others it can be content, or maybe passion, or maybe trust and honesty.

Rewrite your description of perfect to what you want it to be and don't let anyone tell you you're not perfect.