We were born to be REAL. Not PERFECT.
I feel like practically my entire life has been in the pursuit of perfection. Nothing I did was ever good enough for me unless it was PERFECT. A 99 on a test was NEVER as good as a 100. I was the one either arguing over an answer or asking for extra credit.) In college, I was the president of my professional fraternity, the section leader, 1st chair, top of the class, leader, the list goes on.
As an adult I was always trying to one-up myself by adding another accomplishment to my list. I did it because I thought those things would finally make me feel like I was good enough.
The thing about living life as a perfectionist is that it usually DOES create success. I worked really hard ... and was rewarded for that. In a society that recognizes overachievers, I was doing AMAZING, but inside I still didn't love myself.
I STILL didn't feel like I was good enough.
Then I became a parent. (Let the laughter ensue ... )
For anyone who is a parent, you know that parenthood is messy and hard and the farthest thing from perfect that you can begin to imagine. To tackle parenting I used the same strategy I had used all my life — work my butt off and fake it till you make it. Smile on the outside and pretend everything is just fine, when on the inside I felt like I was failing.
I read all the books, talked to the experts, and cried myself to sleep because I just couldn't figure it out and I was afraid to admit that to anyone.
My son was diagnosed with Asperger's when he was 5, and for about 5 minutes I was relieved ... it wasn't my fault. Then my perfectionism kicked in and I went right back to my old ways. Only NOW I was trying to be the perfect mom ... of a kid with autism.
I struggled. OH, I struggled so hard. I couldn't figure it out. I cried and screamed and tried to will things to be different.
One night I laid down in my son's bed because I just wanted to be near him without having to struggle. As I listened to his breath, I started to realize that he didn't NEED me to be perfect.
He didn't need a mom that was shiny and sparkly on Facebook.
He didn't need a mom that won every race.
He didn't need a mom that signed up for every committee and went to every event.
He didn't even need a mom that knew everything there was to know about autism.
I didn't need to change him and I didn't need to change myself — I just needed to give myself permission to not be perfect.
He changed my life. He showed me that when we love ourselves and each other, we are magical. Yes, MAGICAL. And magical things can happen in our lives.
Kelly helps other women to step into loving themselves too. She encourages women to put down their wonder woman shields, give themselves permission to make mistakes and to NOT be perfect. If you're ready to give up not good enough, check out her free 30 Days of Worthy program.