Perfectionism. It’s a beast that constantly lurks under the surface, changing shape everyday. Your body has to fit into that dress in a certain way, your grades have to be phenomenal, and your eyeliner can never smudge.
I’ve struggled with perfectionism for almost my whole life. I know I’m not perfect, and I know I never will be, but something in me is always striving to be flawless.
This week, perfectionism has been rearing its ugly head nearly every time I look in the mirror.
“If only I could even out my skin tone right there.”
“All I desperately need is to enhance my eyes.”
“You cannot walk around showing that pimple on your chin off to the world.”
Over the last couple days I’ve learned to quiet that voice of perfectionism that was whispering mean things in my ear. I’ve done this by simply saying, “This is the way God made it. It’s okay.”
I know that I’m not the only one who struggles with feelings of perfectionism. If you do, it’s important to keep in mind that nothing that you do can ever make you perfect. That fact is not meant to be depressing, but instead it opens up the door for you to show yourself some grace.
We try to be perfectly beautiful inside and out, but we fail. We fail a lot. You might not be able to get your makeup to look exactly like Kylie Jenner’s, but believe that your face looks much better than hers simply because its yours. You might be tired or stressed out about something and then completely snap and take it out on someone you love. We all have our bad moments; we don’t have to be perfect.
Repeat after me:
I will hold myself to a standard of grace, not perfection.