Perfection is a myth to mankind
I have my faults
I have my shames
I’ve done things I’m not proud of
I’ve been a karmic friend
A karmic love
A karmic partner
I’m no better than anyone
I bleed the same
I cry
I feel
I have doubts
I have fears
I have faults
My skin is blemished with scars
I have cellulite
A plushy mom bod
I have wrinkles
Grey hair
Stretch marks
I have fibromyalgia
ADHD
CPTSD
I have healed
I pay attention
I cope with my pain
I’m proud of my tiger stripes
I dye my hair for me
My age brought wisdom
I make a good body pillow
I have texture 🤣
I’ve overcome self-harm and value myself
I’ve embraced my imperfections
I have faith
I have hope
I laugh
I’ve bandaged my wounds
I’m no better than anyone
I’m a loyal partner
I love loyally and unconditionally
I’m a ride-or-die
I’ve done things that would cripple others
I’m proud of my accomplishments
I have talents
But I’m not perfect
Not by a long shot
But perfection is a myth to mankind anyway.