Thursday, May 10, 2012

Why I Am Going To Stop Using The Word Perfect.


Perfection is a putting someone up on a pedestal.  Perfection, although meant with good intentions (usually) is saying that a person has no flaws.
This, by human nature, is contradictory.  People have flaws, and people make mistakes.  By calling someone perfect, you are insinuating that they cannot make mistakes.  So then, when the person you’re calling perfect does make a mistake, they feel somehow like that was wrong.  Like they shouldn’t make mistakes, because they need to keep up your perception of them as perfect or flawless.  The person can feel trapped and cornered by unrealistic expectations made with one word.
And one person’s flaw is another person’s pride.  Some people like their freckles/dimples/scars, some don’t.  Sometimes you won’t like your crooked teeth or hair color, but your partner or friend will think that *insert physical characteristic here* is cute.  The same goes for emotional characteristics.  I mean somethings, no one LIKES, but I think neediness is one of those things that varies so much that one partner may reciprocate your almost over-affection, one may back off because of it.  It’s just people.  Different people fit together in different ways.  All of your flaws and what your proud of, every bit of your body makes you who you are.  
But perfection is an unfair word.  You are allowed to make mistakes.  You are allowed to fall, to screw up, to cry, to be in pain, to do things accidentally, to have a bad relationship, to not always be right.  But you ARE good enough.  Just because you are not perfect, doesn’t mean you can’t be a wonderful human being.
This is just how I feel.  I am reading a lot into a word, but I have a really big issue with unfairly idealizing people and unfairly hating people.  For me, it’s black and white.  Love or hate.  Adoration or contempt.  And I wish to stop being so intense.

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