F*CK BEING PERFECT.
F*CK BEING PERFECT. PERIOD. Perfect does not exist in food. In bodies. In life. In jobs. In another person. In you. It doesn’t. It is unattainable and unsustainable. So why do we feel we need to be perfect, in any way? I used to plan sooooo much. It gave me peace. A false sense of control. And nothing ever went fully according to plan. Nothing ever went perfectly. When you expect another person to be perfect, when you expect every meal choice to be perfect, or you expect you can make your body perfect…. now or eventually… You are just setting yourself up for disappointment. For failure. Because that’s the problem. Anything other than perfect is failure. Is not enough. And how can we ever live a fulfilled life when nothing is as...