Your imperfections are marks of authenticity, and that is the beauty of you❤️
Social media is a wonderful platform but one of it’s major drawbacks is that it makes us seem unrealistically #flawless. Nobody’s perfect, and that includes all of us here on IG! I’m teaming up with @dzeyemd and my healthcare friends tagged above to share the #perfectlyimperfectdocs campaign as a reminder that we’re all human. We all have flaws. We’re perfectly imperfect. And that’s OKAY✌️
I’ve got a long list of imperfections that used to make me feel insecure:
1️⃣ I never learned how to ride a bike (yup, secret’s out) 🚲
2️⃣ My face is not perfectly symmetric🤪
3️⃣ I’ve got more grey hair than I can count👵🏼
4️⃣ I’m not the best cook and tend to burn most dishes I attempt to make 🤦🏻♀️
5️⃣ I’ve always had really thick calves, so it’s a struggle finding boots that fit 👢 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
And the list goes on and on....
It’s OKAY to have imperfections. We all have them. Embrace the unique traits that make you who you are and OWN IT🙌⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
In case anyone hasn’t told you yet, you look DAMN GOOD today and you are a beautiful human being😘Have a wonderful day, my loves❤️❤️
Que levanten la mano los imperfectos, los que alguna vez hayan cometido errores, los que se han equivocado una y otra vez, los que han tropezado con la misma piedra, los que alguna vez se hayan rendido, los que se sientan fracasados.🖐️ ¿Sino nos equivocamos como vamos a aprender? Ahí está la belleza❤️🦋
✨ G O O D E N O U G H ✨
I learnt a very important lesson on the weekend and I feel obliged to share. Having been so plugged into ‘the digital world’ in creation mode for the past few weeks, I became overwhelmed with the feeling of fear - fear that my negligence was costing me and my students in terms of my teaching quality & creativity. This insecurity drove me to Class Pass to invest in my own practice - not because my body needed it, but because I wanted to learn and be inspired.
What happened next is almost unbelievable. Out of the 6 classes and workshops I had set upon visiting, only one of them took place. For a variety of reasons - missed train, wrong studio, teacher sickness, overran meeting, own sickness. Each time I set out to attend, and each time it was derailed before my eyes. Trying one final time to see a teacher I had attempted to see twice, I arrived at the wrong studio, and all I could do was laugh. That was when the thread unravelled.
Not only had the intention of attending my classes been entirely inauthentic to myself and the teacher, but it was driven not from a place of need, but from a place of NOT GOOD ENOUGH. As this thread of thoughts unravelled, I begun to see how vicious ‘Not feeling good enough’ is, and how it drives you subconsciously towards outlets which you believe will make you feel ‘ENOUGH’. This perfectionism is not contained just to work. The feeling of not being enough has driven over a decade of abuse to my body. I’ve been restricting myself heavily on the food I consume, eating what I have believed will make me feel more whole in myself. In fact, all it’s delivered is a constant feeling of hunger and body dysmorphia.
I am not alone. Complete independently of me sharing my story, two girlfriends both said the same words ‘Today I’m doubting everything, I don’t feel ENOUGH’. It’s our incompleteness is the fuelling our economies commercial structure . Industries built upon us feeling unworthy - that’s what sells products and services, ‘I’ll be where I need to be once I’ve attended that course or have that outfit’. [Cont below... ]
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8026 hours ago
I have been a perfectionist my entire life. In grade 4, I walked out of class and “quit school” because I ONLY got 9/10 on a test (the school actually had to call my mom 🤦♀️). Maybe that sounds ridiculous, but I expected perfection, and anything less was FAILURE .
⏭ Fast forward years of practice being imperfect, to this morning - I had to check myself
I found those old habits creeping back. I had to modify my workout to take out the impact to protect my neck. I kept trying to do more because I felt like I was failing by modifying.
✋ WHOA!!! Did I show up for myself?? YES!! Did I complete it to best of MY abilities??? YES!! 🎉 sounds like success to me!! The only person I am competing with every single day is ME. So YES I modified, and NO I didn’t fail.
I SHOWED UP AND GOT IT DONE!!
1127 hours ago
During my holidays in Ibiza this year, I met the beautiful spot "Cala Xarraca". We (my bestie and I) found a rope-swing in the water and decided we could make supersweet and pretty pictures of each other on it.🏝️☀️
We thought it could look "super sporty and special."
➡️As you can see - my results....the only sporty thing was my face!!! 🤦🏼♀️😂😂
I tryed desperately to stand straight on it and to "look good" but I was not strong enough + this rope HURT (!!!) me so bad - everywhere! - it was impossible🙅🏽♀️🤣
(the pictures of my bestie are looking like "a mermaid in paradise" 😭🧜🏼♀️😍)
At the end I really do like these pictures, cause they showing the truth + telling this funny story.
And I was thinking about @karinairby_raw who is clearly an inspiration to me! 💞
This is me - it's not "society-perfect" - and I love it! ❤️
Always trying to fit in is so, so exhausting. We should be true to ourselves way more often!
Self portrait. Sounds simple right? Nope. This was one thing that I procrastinated on for so long. I struggled to see myself. So vulnerable and with so many flaws. I have always picked myself apart. The wrinkles, the scars, the imperfections and the aging. I know I’m not alone. I’m just another female trying to “keep up”. This is what we do to ourselves. But then I thought. Ok, so I have wrinkles. Wrinkles from stress for those I love so deeply and worry about. My family, my safe haven. I have wrinkles from smiling and laughing too much. A reminder of an amazing, blessed life. Yes, I have scars. Scars to remind me that I got back up and I’m alive. All of these imperfections I was so self-conscious of are now my precious reminders of this beautiful and amazing life I have. I am blessed, everyday and I appreciate that with my whole heart. #selflove#imperfections#selfportrait#momtographer#mom#adayinthelife#progressnotperfection#azphotographer#smile#vulnerability#happylife