My Younger Me

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The first prompt for #Bloganuary is a tricky one: what advice would I give my younger me? There isn’t one, there are several. And, even if I list several, I will realize later on that I forgot many. So let’s start with this.

There’s no such thing as perfection.

Perfection is in the eye of the beholder. Know yourself, your limits, and where you are willing to compromise.

I remember being terribly upset in elementary school because the teacher thought I had not used my paper well while drawing. The assignment? I forgot but I remember drawing a beach scene. However, I had not drawn the beach across the whole paper and the blue sky had white spots for clouds.

The teacher saw it as wasting paper and made me fill in every centimeter. I did, I cried, got an A, and ripped it up. It wasn’t me. To the teacher, not wasting paper was the perfect drawing. To me, expressing myself in an incomplete manner was perfect too.

Your body is never done changing. With each decade come ups and downs. You will always be a work in progress. So, don’t hurt yourself to become someone else’s perfect person. If anyone doesn’t want to be friends because you don’t live up to their ideal, as much as it hurts, let them go. They are not your friends.

Trying to be someone else just to be accepted by the school’s incrowd, is lying to yourself. I found out the hard way who my real friends were. No, I wasn’t in any popular group in school. I wore glasses, double braces, my lips were often swollen if they got caught in the wires, and I was really bad at PE and not just because of my asthma.

After a few years, I got contacts, the braces came off, and I was suddenly of interest. Short-lived interest because I kept hanging out with those who were my friends when I had big, thick lenses in plastic frames, when my lip bled and was swollen from being stuck again, when I couldn’t run a mile without having breathing problems. To this day, those are my friends and I cherish them.

Perfection does not exist. We can strive to make things better, yes. We can aim to be better in our personal interactions, controlling our tempers and emotions, and yes, in making this world a better place. But there is never a 100% perfect situation.

Accept yourself, know that you will change, and that change is part of life.

So my advice: strive to be flexible instead of being perfect.

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