…it’s a marathon.
As I’m getting older, I do like to admit that my personal traits have been changing too. I used to be such a perfectionist, impulsive and demanded results with no mistakes whatsoever. I had to have everything and exactly when I wanted it, not a second sooner or later. But we all know that life is not that obedient. As soon as you make a plan the universe loves to mess it up and throw you off your track.
It’s not that my life has been so perfect that I wouldn’t be able to deal with rejection, criticism and flaws. Because it hadn’t been devoid of sorrow and challenges, I didn’t want to cause myself to be hurt and disappointed. But wanting and striving for perfection is a senseless goal. Nothing is perfect. No one is immaculate.
And getting older has made me more aware that by…
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