The Hypocrisy of Perfection

The black hole of perfection.

Till this date I struggle with the definition of Perfection. I tend to preach imperfection is beautiful, but when it comes to my own work I tend to get lost in the maze of perfection in the cycle of, this is not good, this is not perfect and end up throwing that work I did.

I think it is always easy to preach but when it actually is about you we tend to look the other way. This realization hit me when I was struggling with writing.

As someone who use to write about love, poetries, stories, actual human issues, as someone who always had the flow of thought, when it suddenly stopped, I struggled.

All that I wrote seemed trash to me, as a photographer the pictures that I clicked seemed so bad, basically everything I did felt bad or did not sit well with me. The things that made me happy suddenly are not making me feel happy anymore but seem more like a burden.

That is when I realized, I am struggling with perfection. Such a hypocrite I am.

Truth be told, nothing has changed, I still had the flow of thought, I was still writing one liners, quotes, stories and more in my mind. The only thing that changed was, I started becoming more & more critical of my creativity by comparing.