Don’t Be a Prisoner to Perfection

As a recovering perfectionist, I can tell you that every day I face the urge to be flawless. The world whispers to seek the airbrushed, filtered ideal of beauty, and too often I comply. I use the filters, contour my makeup, and study the ever changing lines on my face.

I wish I could tell you that today is my final straw, and I’ll never use another filter, but I will. Instead of being in denial, I’ll admit that I’m growing in grace. Lately, I even leave the house without wearing makeup; something I’d never have done five years ago. I’m striving to live a life of progress not perfection, and that, my friend, is beautiful.

#progressoverperfection #giveyourselfgrace #workinprogress #trusttheprocess

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