We are not meant to be perfect.
We are meant to be whole.
A past misconception of mine was that perfection leads to a sense of wholeness.
for example: if I am thin, pretty, smart, kind, well-dressed, educated, rich and/or cool enough everything will magically become better and I will inevitably be 'whole'.
As it turns out nothing could be further from the truth.
I tried to fix the wrong things instead of looking at what made me feel deficient and incomplete in the first place.
Through this I learnt that perfection is not real and therefore unattainable. Placing such high standards on yourself only ever leaves you searching and unfulfilled.
Today the way I have come to understand wholeness is that is the opposite of seeking perfection but instead resonates from loving and accepting yourself unconditionally.
This doesn't mean to not strive for a higher place or a better life but to do so preferably from a standpoint of self acceptance.
Wholeness seems to be more accessible if you don't fight so much against your flaws (if I can even call them flaws?) but rather finding the beauty in them and trust that everything you are as it is right now is: