Someone recently asked me if I could go back and give my younger self one piece of advice what it would be. I thought really hard about this and decided that it would be that I didn’t have to be perfect. I didn’t have to get everything right, succeed at everything I tried to do, go through life without making any mistakes. That it didn’t matter if I messed up sometimes.
Those who know me will tell you how dippy I am. I’m always getting lost, I forget people’s names and on one memorable occasion I was teaching a class at university for ten minutes before I realised I was in the wrong room! If any of you have read my blog posts such as the one about The Giraffe-Cow you’ll know all about my D’oh Moments (I took the baby giraffe on a school visit with me, thinking it was a cow).
I used to fret a lot about stuff like this, I’d like to be cool and sophisticated not scatty, I wish I could dance in step and sing in tune but I can’t and that’s it. I’m sure most people feel like this, that they’d like to be smarter, more confident, whatever. But you know what, it doesn’t really matter. No one is perfect.
It doesn’t matter if you make mistakes, mess up or say things wrong. We’re all human and we’re all different. What matters is that you try. And keep trying. Never be scared of trying something new in case you fail, never be scared to sing because you can’t sing in tune, to laugh because you think you laugh too loud, to dance in the rain in case anyone thinks you are stupid. Just live your life, be yourself. You don’t have to be perfect. That’s what I wish someone had told me when I was young.
You don’t have to be perfect you just have to do your best. To remind me of this I’ve made a You Don’t Have To Be Perfect pinboard, click on the link to see it.
Why don't you make one too?