Perfect is the Loneliest Place

I wish I’d known that perfect is the loneliest place to be.

Trying to do all the right things is what left me feeling alone, even when I was surrounded by people.

It’s what robbed me of real connection, left me drained after conversations, and kept me from feeling like I belong.

I wish I’d known that people are desperate for you to be real with them so that they can be real too.

They don’t want perfection. They want to be SEEN.

And since that’s scary as hell, we’re all waiting for each other to make the first move.

May you show up today in all your beautiful imperfection, my friends. May we all be brave and open so we may all be seen.