When You Grow Up: Understanding Perfection

Dear Reader,

I am not perfect. To anyone who knows me, this is not a revelation in any shade. In fact, it is a fact as obvious as mentioning that the color of the sky is blue. Yet being perfect is something that consumes me. However, I want to state that I by no way mean to imply that I think I am ever going to reach a state of perfection. Let me be clear: I am well aware of my many downfalls. However, the idea that I cannot get out of my head is that perfection is somehow attainable if I just try hard enough. Since I am never perfect, I always feel like I am not trying hard enough. This can get annoying. It can also interfere with a lot of life. I am trying to separate myself from this attitude, but it is not easy. After living with this attitude for years, it has started to infiltrate into my skin and into my brain.

Yet the more I study people, the more I understand that no one is perfect. And I mean no one is. Wouldn’t it be a nice world if we all were perfect? I imagine things could go much more smoothly. We wouldn’t have any physical fights or verbal punches. People would have different opinions, but they would all be respected. Everyone would always be there for their neighbors to help them out whenever their neighbors needed help (and the neighbors would never take advantage of this help). I would be able to drive without the fear of being in a car accident or run over because all of the drivers would drive at the proper speed and would be fully empty of alcohol or other dangerous substances in their bodies.

If you are currently living in such a perfect world, congratulations. I imagine you must have very safe streets, your lawns must be in impeccable condition, and you must be bored out of your mind due to such a dull existence. You see, I do not see beauty in perfection. What I see beauty in is strength. Strength and perfection are opposite goals because, to find strength, one must compete in imperfect conditions.  Strength means a resistant against something, which naturally infers that there is some type of conflict at hand. Conflict cannot happen in a perfect world. It is due to this that I see perfect worlds as nothing but nice ideas, but nothing beyond that.

Now, I only say this because I have lived in an imperfect world for all of my existence. It is all I know. Perhaps, if I was to spend some time in a perfect world, my opinion might change on the matter. So for all those living in a perfect world who are offended by my views (though wouldn’t living in a perfect world rule out the possibility of being offended?), I apologize. But while some say that they love human beings despite their flaws, I say that I love human beings because of their flaws. To me, the definition of being a human is being someone who cannot always make the perfect choice, the perfect emotion, the perfect piece of dialogue at the perfect time. We do not live in movies. We live in real world. Or, at least, I do. Flaws are an essential part to any human being. If you ignore the flaws of a person, then you are ignoring a critical part of their foundation. And if you can’t ever see the full person, how can you ever love them?


Jumbled Writer


4 Responses to When You Grow Up: Understanding Perfection

  1. A very complex observation. I like your sentence ‘…love humans because of their flaws’. I like to think if humans can like and accept we are all different – with different views on what is perfect – and we learn to respect, enjoy those differences – we are on a better path. Thanks. A very good article.

  2. I just read recently that aiming for perfection is too low a goal… I recall the point to be that it is difficult to grow without being willing to make mistakes. If only the mistake-making process were less painful! Here’s to personal growth!

    • I like that idea very much. There can’t be growth without there being periods of stagnation or, even, going backwards a bit (otherwise known as “mistakes”). Thank you for checking out my blog!

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