Self judgement. What a nasty, unproductive activity.
What is perfection? Who defines it? Who says what it looks like?
I think we should each define perfection for ourselves.
And I don’t mean by looking at someone else and deciding they are perfect. But by looking at yourself and saying ‘in this moment, I am a perfect version of myself’, even if there are things you want to change and improve on. Love and celebrate your perfection in this moment. We each need to be our own personal cheerleaders, showing ourselves love and compassion.
Social media tends to be a haven for manufactured perfection. But behind every picture is a real person and a real story. And in this moment, perfection simply meant . . . not falling in the snow