This post is part 2 of a 3 part series of musings on my changing relationship with the idea of perfection. In case you missed it, you can read part 1 here.
Some days I wake up and strap on my ass-kicking boots.
Some days I wake up and strap on a lifejacket.
Let me tell you the story of a very recent lifejacket day.
Not a full-on sob story floor puddle day, but well into that end of the spectrum.
On this day, however, in keeping with the “My Best” mindset, I tried something a little different than I usually might. (Spoiler alert!)
I dropped the self-judgment.
I leaned in to my neediness.
And oh, how I needed.