my imperfect happy

Ever since I was young I have tried my hardest to be perfect. The perfect daughter, the perfect student, the perfect sibling, the perfect girlfriend, the perfect friend, the perfect employee...the list goes on and on. I have spent countless minutes, hours, days, and years of my life striving for perfection. You know what I have decided after 31 years?? Well, technically I realized this a few years back:) Perfection is exhausting. Not only that, but it is simply not possible for me. I am human after all. I have flaws that shine through even when I'm doing my best to be perfect and you know what? I have made my peace with that! Who wants to live a perfect life anyways? I'd rather strive to live an adventurous, happy life where I put myself out there, embrace my quirks and hope for the best :) This in no way takes away from how much effort I put into my life, work and relationships, but boy does it take the burden off of my shoulders that I need to be flawless at all times.

I am a strong, independent, hardworking, kind, sensitive, loving, driven, charismatic, quirky, silly, sweet and a bit salty at times woman, and proud of it. Those who know me and love me accept me for all that I am and I do the same for them:) My imperfections make me...well, me. I no longer have this irrational fear of not being the perfect __________ (fill in one of the many roles of Rachael here:) I now embrace the fact that being my best me means so much more than aiming to be perfect ever could. What a wonderfully liberating feeling of happy! Wish I could have figured this out about 20 years ago :) I would have stressed and worried so much less! So with that, I leave you with this friends, family, loyal blog readers: find a way to embrace and love everything that makes you imperfect and unique. Perfection is highly overrated and you will spend your whole life striving to achieve it when you should be striving to live a happy life on your terms :)