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PERFECTION IS FOUND IN ACCEPTING YOUR IMPERFECTION


I've a lot of friends who think themselves as imperfect. Our society shows, being imperfect is bad. According to me being imperfect is unique and everyone is unique. I think no one is perfect in this world and think about it. if everyone is perfect then our world will be too boring. I myself is imperfect in a lot of ways but finally I've learned to accept who I am. 

When I searched about 'imperfect' it showed 'fault' and usually these words are used objects and don't treat others and yourself in that category. In my case some people have called me 'imperfect' behind my back, but I'm a strong women and if you've done it purposefully or not  then that didn't affected me in any ways.
Today I'm writing this because I've finally accepted my so called 'imperfection'. Before also I thought about saying this but before I'm saying this or motivating you, first I have to accept myself.
HOPE THIS CAN CHANGE YOUR THINKING ABOUT BEING "IMPERFECT"

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