Dear self perfection,

For 28 years, ive been very displeased at u for not being healthy enough, bold enough, funny enough, clever enough, talented enough, beautiful enough, elegant enough, admired enough, educated enough, modern enough, extrovert enough, showy enough, old enough, young enough, loving enough & loved enough. ive clamoured perfection from u &have found u deficient. the outcome of this compulsion with perfection has been to make u afraid, even terrified, of failure &mockery, resentful at any &all obstacles, &finally, unable to enjoy the overflowing beauty that was not only around u, but within u as well. well, things are about to change.. from now on. im going to make every effort to accept &love u as u are. but since terrible habits die hard, i’ll start with something easy.. from now on, u’re old enough.