I have imperfect thoughts.
I have imperfect ideas.
I have an imperfect body.
I have an imperfect skill.
I have imperfect days.
I have an imperfect life.
That is much easier to say than to accept. I am not the most perfect person in the world. I have good days and bad days. I have good thoughts and bad thoughts. Some times I'm up and some times I'm down. That's life. One of the things that helps you when your feeling not so perfect is your close friends.
Time to play the "lets make up a story that is barely slightly close to what's going on in my life so no one gets accidentally offended or think it's about them when it's 90% of the time not" game.
(I should really think of a better title.)
So let's say you and your friend are going to hang out with your other friends. The stuff you are all going to do is fun but you aren't super tight with that group but you'll have a blast with your friend. But then your friend says they have to cancel because they don't want to go anymore. You're disappointment that you can't spend time with your friend but then they tell you that you were one of the two positives of going.
You aren't perfect. You're never going to be perfect. That's okay and something you will have to accept. But just because you aren't perfect doesn't mean you aren't a positive and you ask me, I much rather be positive than perfect.
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