Imperfect Perfect
No one is perfect.
However, it is not with disappointment that I say this sentence. I guess it's more of learning about some truths in life which become more apparent as I grow up. Through conversations, I hear of people who are falling/have fallen. Sometimes, I hear of things totally unexpected of others. Many times, most of the juicy conversations centre around people. Although I hate to admit it, I think these exchanges are most often "gossips" and I'm ashamed to say that I find it interesting to engage in them sometimes.
I guess the idea of perfection stems from some kind of standards I impose on others. If I didn't have any expectations, everything could seem close to perfect or at least good-enough. But once I form some sort of expectations, I discount someone/something bit by bit when they fail to fulfil any of the expectations.
Expectations aren't negative or positive. But as most say, it's always the way we manage them. I think it's really true. It's sort of keeping the way of my assessment in check (or in control). For example, if I don't learn to manage my emotions, it is harmful for me because the sudden outburst of emotions most often than not affect people around me adversely. Likewise, if I don't manage my expectations, everything seems so horrible and turns me into a judgemental person.
Again, no one is perfect. But deep inside us, we always strive for some form of perfection (or at least I do). I don't think striving for perfection makes me a perfectionist. It just makes me acknowledge the fact even more acutely that perfection can never be attained, at least over here.
Well, as some wise people put it, the imperfect perfect. There is always something more beautiful beyond this and I look forward to that hope, when my expectations turn into reality.
"As it is written: "There is no one righteous, not even one;" - Romans 3:10