Perfection is a social construct. Sometimes we forget to be perfect and we forget we are not perfect. It is a fantasy created to keep us striving.
But it is more often used to make others feel that they have failed. How can a mother be perfect? How can a figure be perfect?
Perfection comes in a bottle, in gift wrap, in a shop window, in a 30 second commercial. It's something beyond our reach but almost attainable. It's a cloud, a drug, an argument, a hummingbird.
Perfection is the trickster laughing at you when you look in the mirror.
Perfection will keep your self-esteem in check. It will nag you with all your failings when you try to sleep at night.
Perfection is a trap.
"Forget your perfect offering" a line from Anthem by Leonard Cohen
