Sometimes I think the reason I work so hard on myself is because I believe there is something inherently flawed with me. That the harder I try to be better, I will eventually not be flawed.

It’s a truism that being human is to be flawed. But what that sounds like to me, is that there is something wrong with us because we makes mistakes, struggle with addictions, hurt other people, hurt ourselves, act selfishly, act aggressively, stumble and fall…

What if I am ok just as I am right now?

What if I cut myself a little slack and realize I already am my best self but evolving, growing and moving towards enhancing the best in me and my life?

That I realize there isn’t anything wrong with me that needs to be fixed. I’m not broken.

I’m not broken. But some days I do feel fragmented. Separated from the real me that I’m always discovering, who makes me happy and steeped in the parts that bring self-doubt and fear.

Just for today, I will not worry…I am not broken. I do not need to fixed. I don’t need to try so hard.

S, ❤️