We are all made up of flaws. This idea of searching for perfection is just that. An idea. An impossible idea that can lead us astray. Instead of perfection, we should be searching for authenticity. What makes you you? What makes me me? We need to embrace that. Love that. Accept that. And celebrate all that makes us us.

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