
XOXO,
Miss Spitfire 😘

XOXO,
Miss Spitfire 😘

XOXO,
Miss Spitfire 😘

XOXO,
Miss Spitfire 😘

XOXO,
Miss Spitfire
P.s.: Happy Mother’s Day!!! 🥰❤️
Do we always need to be perfect? What does it even mean to be perfect? How you can be? What if I am perfect for my family and I am not for the rest of the World? Perfect means to have the ideal shape? Okay, so what does ideal shape mean? Or does perfect means that I have a degree and I am working in a big multinational company, and have a huge salary (okay, another one, what does the huge salary means?), a husband, house, car, (okay in my age) children?
What does it mean to be perfect?
To be honest, perfect does not and it does exist. We are different and “perfect” means different things for each of us. The same is that we all want to be perfect for our ideal self, instead we accept the fact that we are who we are and only change, not because someone said that you’re not perfect, change because you want to. Change, because you don’t feel right anymore in your skin.
I think the biggest problem is that we don’t even know what we want, how we can be perfect for ourselves. We tell our “ideal story” and we don’t even want that. We tell our parents, friends, loved ones stories and not ours. We want to get married and have kids, because “this is normal”. We don’t even see that we want to please the World with “our dreams”. (Of course respect to the one who’s really living their dreams and making steps for their own wishes.)
The point is that we want to be perfect and to meet the expectations that the World has for us. Like my country has a “funny” proverb to explain a “Dream Girl/Woman”: “ The good woman is a chef in the kitchen, a mistress in the company and a whore in the bed.”
Well…guess what? If you cannot cook, you are not a “perfect woman”. Or you want to be an actress,but you are a bit fluffy and they say that you cannot be an actress, because you are fat. Or the opposite way, your parents are lawyers and even your grandparents were lawyers , so they want you to be a lawyer, but you love music and you want to be a musician and in the end you become a lawyer, because you want to make them happy.
These are just some of the many expectations that we would like to achieve. And in the meantime we lost ourselves. We don’t even know what we want.
As I said, I have been in my country during the holidays. When I meet with my best friend at home, she always reminds me that I am not getting younger, so I should get married and have kids before it’s too late. 🙂
Yepp, I have had this in my mind for years and I wanted to be “perfect” for these ideas. I wanted to get married and have kids, just because everyone wanted these things around me, so I thought that these are normal and something is wrong with me. Guess what? These weren’t my dreams at that time. I wanted a career and life, to see the World. Even I made myself stuck in a relationship that wasn’t even good for me, because I wanted to get married. I have planned the names of my kids. Only because I wanted to be “perfect” and make my loved ones happy. And that’s another subject, because do you think we can make people happy if we are not happy at all? (Trust me: NO!)
What now? Now I truly want these things, but I will not jump from the roof, if I cannot get them. Now, I am perfect how I am.
I am loud, stubborn, talking way too much, short, love every kind of sweets, love dancing, watch stupid Hallmark movies, Zumba, Yoga, meditation, dreamy, way too organized, lover of the “to do lists” and white boards, positive, smiley, very impationed, selfish, angry and….guess what?…f@cking perfectionist. 🙂
I think we all should be who we are and perfectly imperfect, just how we are and live this life how it is good for us and don’t give a sh@t for other’s opinion. The key is to find how we can be perfect for ourselves.
Live like a real Spitfire and don’t feel ashamed.
I love all your imperfections.

XOXO
Miss Spitfire