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Chasing Perfection Is A Pointless Pursuit
When I was growing up, I always used to think perfection was something to strive for.
I wanted to get 100% in my exams.
I wanted to be the best footballer player I could be.
I wanted to be the best at everything. To be perfect.
As I failed to achieve these targets, I began to question both myself and the pursuit of perfection.
Was it worthwhile? Was there much point in trying to be perfect when it seemed like an impossible goal.
It took me a good few years afterwards to realise the pursuit of perfection was pointless.
No matter how hard I tried I would never get there. It would always be tantalising out of reach. I would never be able to grasp it. At first, I was downhearted. I couldn’t achieve my goals, and it ate away at me for a while.
However, the more I thought about it, the more positive I felt.
I would no longer feel pressured to achieve perfection. I could go about things and enjoy them, instead of worrying about the end result.
After all, perfection is hard to achieve in an imperfect world!
