Having Cerebral Palsy meant that I would always get to see and understand flaws and wouldn’t so much need to settle on perfection.
I am comfortable with its concept. When things aren’t perfect they’re even more special because they’re not. I believe that when we chase perfection we’re telling ourselves that things in our lives aren’t perfect, that in some way we have to make it so.
Life isn’t perfect, or about being perfect, so why do things in our lives have to be perfect? We should learn to settle on things that are less than that and be happy about it.