I’m not perfect. Sometimes, I wish the wrinkles on my belly ..
🕑 Added 2025-03-29 02:20:03 +0000 UTC
I’m not perfect. Sometimes, I wish the wrinkles on my belly would go away, that my skin could be tight and smooth like it used to be. But these marks, aren’t they just signs of life? They carry my past, showing I’ve grown, I’ve been through things, and I’ve had the strength to keep going. If being perfect means wiping all this away, then what’s left of the real me? The things people call “flaws” are actually part of who I am. They remind me I’ve lived, I’ve loved, and I’ve fought. So, to everyone chasing perfection, I’d say: real wholeness isn’t about having no flaws. It’s about accepting these “imperfections”—because they’re what make us truly ourselves.我不完美。 有时候，我也想过，要是肚子上的皱纹能没了，皮肤能变回以前那样紧实光滑就好了。可这些痕迹，不就是生活留下的记号吗？它们带着我过去的日子，告诉我，我长大了，经历过事儿，也有过力气撑下去。 如果完美是要把这些都擦掉，那完整的我还剩什么呢？ 那些别人觉得“不好看”的地方，其实就是我的一部分。它们让我记着，我活过，爱过，也拼过。 所以，我想跟追着完美跑的人说：真正的完整，不是一点毛病都没有，而是能接受这些“缺点”。因为有了它们，我们才是实实在在的自己。
