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I aim for perfection, this is not just something I write in my CV, it's also a belief I have been leading my life with. I am as confident as one can get. I know what I want, I know how to get it and I have never been afraid to put it out there. The factors that render me confident may not all be ideal but it is what it is, how I am looking, how I am presenting myself, how I get down to things (remember, the aim is perfectionism), how I am coming across people, how much I know about the subject I am going to talk about are a few of those. This is what I have given credence to for all of my existence (and I do not entirely blame myself).

Imperfection is not a word you usually come across much. I heard it on Instagram someday a few years ago. I didn't pay much regard to it though. After all, society doesn't bestow us with concepts like embracing our imperfections. It was very late in life when I acknowledged the importance, well, to be honest, the NEED to embrace it. Because the factors like looks do not always aim for perfection as I do. They mess up. They mess up big time, while the elder generation will judge you and your generation will tell you that it's gonna be okay, IT WILL NOT BE OKAY. While there will be a hundred things that you can nail, you're most likely to be focused on the one that you cannot. It may not destroy your entire confidence but, it will shake up things a bit.

It's as easy as ABC to preach on the gram about appreciating your body and your looks. BUT, it is not cute when your hormones are all over the place or your skin won't behave or all you want to accomplish is fit into the jeans you bought two years ago, and the list goes on and on.

I will neither conclude by saying anything I cannot follow on my own nor do I have any solutions to recommend for the aforementioned issues (because I literally cry or shame eat), but I just hope that the ship hasn't sailed on us to rethink the foundations of our belief system. I also wish for us to introduce a new, refreshing, benign, and purposeful set of beliefs to choose from where imperfections and confidence aren't inversely proportional.




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