We think we are not good enough. We berate ourselves because we do not meet some ideal in our lives that nobody on earth could ever live up to. On a daily basis we take out our flagellation device of choice and start beating ourselves. We will never meet that impossible goal we think we have set for ourselves.
We continue to whip, and beat ourselves day after day, year after year. What makes it worse is even though we try to be silent, we wear our dissatisfaction with ourselves like a neon sign in Times Square at night. It reads, “I AM NOT GOOD ENOUGH.” It flashes, it scrolls, it changes colors, and it is perverted! It needs to stop today!
I wish they were here in front of me right now. I would clench my fist, pull back my arm, and smash their face flat! Who do they think they are to take you, and put these twisted, sick ideas in your head that you are not good enough? It isn’t enough that they choose not to escape the private hell they live in, and see that they are good enough? They had to get you alone, believing in them completely, so they could warp you with their sick, perverted thinking.
The most ironic thing is we did not even know there were standards to meet until they told us there were. We did not know we were not good enough until they told us we were not. Someone somewhere along the line – someone (thing) that we trusted with all our being, found a way to make us believe that we are something less than we should be. We are something less than perfect, and that’s all we ever will be, and it is okay.
I try to have pity for these people, but I can not. They are a walking pit of hate and loathing. They are walking viruses waiting to infect you when you are young, or vulnerable, or both. They wheedle their way into your life and they leave you in shambles, thinking you have to meet some impossible ideal before you are good enough. Then when you can’t become what they have you believing you should, you turn on yourself. You start cannibalizing yourself because you can not become something you were never meant to be in the first place.
Because they had enough time to work their sick intentions in you, they leave you living in your own private hell of a paradox. They did this because they weren’t happy living in their own twisted vile world of never being good enough. They had to take someone innocent and perfect like you and twist you. They are sick enough to believe they will never be good enough, and now they made sure you will suffer with them too. You do not want to pass this sickness on to others, it needs to stop now!
I have some good news for you though. You are good enough! You always have been good enough, and now you are better. You are perfect just as you are. How do I know this? I know this because you try daily to not only be perfect, but to be more perfect than anyone I ever met, or read about, and no one is that perfect! But you keep trying….
You are good enough, and do not let anyone tell you otherwise! If you were meant to be perfect, we would have known. The sky would have opened, and there would have been many, many announcements, the whole world would have heard. But that did not happen.
You were born to be you, nothing better, and nothing worse. You are the perfect you. Start celebrating you, and demand that vile slime thinking leave your life. It lives to feed off of your misery and shame - do not let it! Perfection is in a photograph, or someone’s mind, it does not exist. We are not anyones perfect, and we never will be. But we are the perfect us, and that is as close to perfection as we will ever find in our life. Let the perfect you be free!
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I checked your blog and found myself glued to most of the posts.
I like this one the best.
Sometimes I feel, why does anyone want “perfection” in life? What is beyond it? Won’t life be stagnant once you achieve it? There wouldn’t be anything else to do. The real fun in life is to let it flow like a river, with a purpose, rather than be a stagnant lake.