The problem with waiting for perfection
We all have this idea in our head of the perfect version of ourselves. They’re suave, they’re cool. That perfect version walks in to a room and everyone notices. They tell the perfect stories and everyone hangs on every word until the end when they all give a good laugh at the punchline. Our perfect self has a big house and drives a red sports car (or giant, lifted truck). Our perfect self has it ALL together and everyone knows it.
Our perfect self doesn’t exist. Chances are, they never will.
That’s a problem if we are waiting for our perfect self to come along before acting on our dreams.
My imperfect nose
I have a deviated septum. I’m sure that everyone else thinks my nose looks fine for the most part, but one nostril is a little smaller than the other. It also affects my smile and one side goes up about 2 millimeters higher than the other side. I hate it. I always feel like I’m smiling crooked or that shorter people (almost everyone since I’m 6’5″) is looking at my mismatched nostrils.
Every time I look in the mirror, I see my oddly shaped nose. I feel like my crooked smile is blaring out on every single picture where someone has convinced me to smile instead of taking a mug shot. I scrutinize every single photo of myself and think how awful it must look.
Truth is, no one really cares about nostril symmetry (certainly not enough to notice my lack thereof).
Truth is, people prefer me to smile than glare at them (remember, I’m 6’5″…you want us people to smile).
Bottom line: no one cares about any of those imperfections (no one but me, that is).
I need to just live with them.
Family portraits
My wife decided that we needed family portraits this weekend. Bah! That meant that my crooked nose and smile were going to be immortalized yet again.
Saturday was portrait day. We went to one of those places that shows you the proofs immediately after (that’s how we roll). I saw my nostril asymmetry in every single photo. Funny thing is, my wife didn’t care about that at all. Rather she was focused on some imaginary problem with her always perfect hair.
I decided to try a different strategy. I told her she was allowed to critique me and I would critique her. The process went much smoother since neither of us saw any problems with the other.
Today when we showed people the pictures, no one noticed crooked noses, smiles, or imperfect hair.
Why? Because no criticizes you like you criticize yourself.
Are you waiting for perfection?
If so, it’s not going to come. Sorry. It’s just not.
You need a different strategy. You need to work with your imperfections. You need to accept that your nose won’t be perfect, that your hair may look a bit “poofy”, or that your writing style may not be best-selling-author just yet. (Oops! Did I let another self criticism sneak in?)
Instead, focus on showing up and delivering.
And if you’re really concerned that you are so hideous that you can’t stand it…ask someone else for their advice. Don’t tell them what to look for, just ask them what they see. If they don’t even notice it, is it really that big of a deal?
Stop waiting to be perfect before chasing your dreams.

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