I wouldn’t change a thing about myself, or my past, because everything that has happened in the past has only made me stronger. The fact that I’m living, and understand the way life works to make us stronger in the end(although it’s not always clear at the time) makes me perfect to me, and being perfect to me and only me is all that matters! No one runs my life, I run my own, so why does it matter to me what others think?
I agree. I think when people struggle, it makes them stronger in the end (if they make it, which sadly, some don’t). I am lucky to still be alive today and I am greatful for what I have now and who I am.
i think that what makes me perfect is being myself no matter what anybody say about you or too you if you are happy the way you are then there is no need to change perfect is being someone that is nice and careing and helps people get throught problems someone that dose not make fun of people by the way they are dressed or by how they talk it should be based on the person on the inside
I Agree With Kassy. I would not want to change who I am. I am simply…me. And I don’t care for the opinion of others. When I do things, I do them based on my interests and what spikes my attention.
I think I am perfect because I am here. I am human and alive. I have a working and functioning body. I love and hate. I cry and laugh. I think
And because I may not always be right, and may not be liked by some people, that doesn’t mean I’m not perfect. That means I’m human. And being that is what I consider to be perfect.
Society and high standards makes us believe we aren’t good enough or we’ll never be anything. But they are all wrong because I refuse to believe them. I love who I am.
what makes you perfect is not doing anything wrong, or having any flaws. & being exactly who/how you & everyone else wants you to be. people would kill to be “perfect”.
I know. Being ‘perfect’ is being who you are and what you want to be. Making mistakes and learning from them. Setting good examples and helping others.
I agree with Kassy. I wouldn’t change a thing about myself. I wouldn’t say I’ve had a very happy childhood. My mom committed suicide when I was 10 and I’ve been ripped away from her family to live with my asshole father in a whole other state. But the whole experience has made me stronger and I know that things can only get better from here on. At least I hope.
No one and nothing is, by definition, perfect. But only the people who accept and love themselves can achieve any form of perfection. Even their flaws makes them stronger.
I am perfect by my own thought. I have struggled for years trying to live up to families thought of what I should be. But in the end I always let them down. Being depressed for years, I had lost hope. Till I was told I had cancer, after realizing how much live meant for me I then learned I was perfect the way I was. No matter who it is you shouldn’t try to live the way someone else thinks is right. Only you can make yourself happy and once you see yourself as perfect, hopefully the people who love you will see that too.
Never feel bad for the person you are. We are all Perfect in our own ways!!!
I’m not perfect, and I like it that way. You have to find beauty in every part of yourself and just be you. Thats when you can really live life. I can’t say that I’m at that point yet, but I’m getting there and I’m happy.
I believe nobody is perfect because they’re going to make mistakes but somebody could be amazing at something they do. Like i’m amazing at being different but there are times I do blend in with the crowd but most of the time I stand out. So I think nobody is going to be perfect if they are then they might bore me because nothing interesting wont really happen in their lives. So in my opinion nobody is perfect but everybody has flaws but most people with their flaws actually love them even if it is a flaw.
What makes me perfect? To me no one is perfect. Perfection is only a state of mind. No one is perfect but being imperfect with all of our flaws makes us perfectly us and that is what makes each and everyone of us perfect. Anorexia has ruled my life since I was in 7th grade. I can’t control it anymore…. it is what I believe but that is what makes me… me.. its not good. I think my flaws make me perfect. I am perfectly me.
Now only if I could believe it :/
Nicole
17
San Mateo, California
I dont think i could put it and better. to me, perfection is being not perfect. being totally loving and never saying abad thing always doing what your told and having “that” perfect life is just freakin creepy. why anybody would want to be perfect, i have no idea. we are human and perfection is something all of us already share. no one will ever have the same idea of perfection ever. just like whatshisfaces utopia, no one has the same idea of a perfect world. even though i may cut to let my emotions out doesnt mean im a freak. just keep the thing in mind that u can screw up someone elses life with just a couple of words. we were never meant to be perfect.
What makes me perfect is that I do not care what people think of me. You will like me for who I am or you will not like me at all. The people in my life make me who I am. Yes I make mistakes, but we all do. I have tried to change for other people, but it does not work. I will never change for other people again. I loose who I am. Then the people who love me for me start to loose me. I am loud, quiet, shy, outgoing. All things that are me either with or with out the people in my life.
I would like to believe that there are people that do not care what people think about them. That there are people who believe in the saying “take me as I am, or don’t take me at all”. Maybe there is! But I thrive on acceptance. Need it. Without it I am empty. And this, I realize, is unrealistic. Nobody can be accepted by everyone. But that is my perception of perfection. Who doesn’t want to be loved, accepted? And now, i have altered myself so much to meet other people’s expectations that i have lost my true self in the process. I am lost. Broken. And i keep thinking maybe if someone were to accept me without me altering myself further, that they may help me find my true skin and let me wear it proudly, and in turn be proud to be standing next to someone so real. But I am not pretty, or skinny, or athletic, or talented enough for this thought to become a reality…
I am not perfect and that is the truth no in this whole entire world is perfect; you can search all your life searching but your wasting your time. Life and yourself isn’t meant to be good it can be for sometime but it is not possible to be in that state forever. Like I am not pretty that is what I see in the mirror. All I do is look straight into my reflection and ask why do I look like this. People say I look pretty but I absolutely don’t see it
Actually, I think I’m perfect becaues I’m imperfect. Perfection is a very subjective matter, so you can’t be perfect to everyone, right? So I have long ago accepted that I’m imperfect. I have flaws and bad habits, but they make me only more human. So, I’m perfect in my imperfection.
What makes me perfect is ME. I am me and noone else can be ME. I am unigue in my OWN way. I think that is an amazing feeling. I’m special that way. I think that everyone is PERFECT in every way they can be. Just think about it, has anyone ever tried being you? they can try yes, but noone can truely be you. They might have the same eye color as you or the same hair color or same style. But they can’t have your smile, your personality, or your ungueness. That is what makes me perfect.
When i was younger (like around 12), i hated the way i looked. I thought i was the ugliest person ever, and none of the boys in my school ever liked me. When i entered high school i was in my “emo/alternative” phase and that’s where i met girls who were just like me. Insecure, low-self-esteem, etc. It wasn’t until then that I started to realize that beauty came from within, i started to become more confident and the crushes started to come. My perfection comes from being confident in who I am. It took me several years to struggle with my self-esteem but by the time i was leaving high school i knew who i was and who i wanted to be. Now, i’m always smiling (which i think is my perfect assest!) but that smile comes from the confidence i now have in myself. I’m now in my 3rd year of college, and during my second year i developed an after school program for girls in grades 7-8 on self-esteem, because i knew first hand how difficult it could be to struggle with finding who you are and who you want to be at that age. I know i’m not a size too, or have flawless skin, but like Ellen mentioned in perfect, it’s not about your outer beauty, it really is about what’s inside that counts. I would never try to change who i am now, because bump in my nose, size 8, bumpy skin, and whatever else i could pick a part about myself, i’ve learned to love it, and accept that it’s what makes me… ME!
I’m perfect because I’m not perfect. I have flaws, and I accept them. I don’t try to be someone I’m not just because someone doesn’t like me. I live for myself and the people I care about. I love the people I have, and I’m over the past. I’m happy NOW and that’s all that matters. <3
im perfect cause iv lived loved laughed crying felt like iv died just to come back alive
im beautiful strong and know exactly where i belong
some time i might slip up on right to do wrong but in the end i know that iv got to stay strong
I’m perfect because I know that there is more to life than living to someone else’s standards. you must do what you believe is right, and you must live up to your own standards of perfect. You cannot live for someone else. I’m perfect because I listen. I’m perfect, because I know I am not, and through that, I see the light. Do you see the light, off there in the distance? It shines, and sometimes, it might seem dimmer than others, but you and I, we both see the light. Whenever you feel like you’re not good enough, like the bad in the world outweighs the good, just look for that light. We will stand together.
I think I am “perfect” because I don’t let other people’s labels, or trash talking bother me. I went through a lot when I tried to be what everyone wanted and I ended up almost dying because of it and then I had someone who was pretty much a sister to me who helped make me a stronger person and helped teach me that the only way you truly can be perfect is for you to be happen with yourself and not to listen to what other’s may think about you. As long as you’re happy with what you’re doing and are going out and chasing your dreams you are perfect.
I feel perfect because of my boyfriend. It’s not that I feel that my body or my being is perfect, because no one really is. I just feel perfect for him. We’ve been dating for almost 4 years since he was in 6th grade and I was in 7th. He’s the love of my life!
What makes me Perfect is the fact that I know I’m not society’s “perfect”, nor do I try to be. I have had my battles, and have the self inflicted scars to show for it. I’m not ashamed of who I am anymore and that’s what makes me perfect. Getting to this point wasn’t easy, but it’s the trials and tribulations that have made me realize that, because I overcame self inflicted wounds and insecurities that I can honestly call myself, my form of Perfect.
agreed i have scars all over from self infliction. i look at them and they remind me who i was and who ive become. and the struggles ive went through. people will judge me for them but im a stronger person because of it. <3
I believe there is no such thing as perfect. I always believed there was, but especially reading your books I realized no one is or ever can be perfect. Everyone has their flaws. I am an overweight 16 year old constantly counting calories, who has never had much attention from boys and when I would look at the girls who I always thought were “perfect” I realize that deep down they are most likely to have a flaw too. I came to finally understand that being yourself is the best thing you could ever be no matter what. No one is perfect, so never strive to be that cause I’m sorry to say you will never be prefect, nor will anyone else. Be happy. Be proud. Be confident. Be you.That’s the greatest thing you could ever accomplish.
what makes me perfect, is that im so crazy and flawed. i couldnt change a thing about me because ive become a stronger person because of it. why try be someone ‘perfect’ when you could be yourself and feel comfortable?
Perfect is a term that we all use very lightly. Nothing is technically ‘perfect’. There are faults in every single thing that can be thought of. To me, perferct is being happy. If you are happy with yourself, you are perfect. If you want to change something about yourself, that isn’t perfect. We all need to find the place that makes us feel loved to find perfection. I thought there was something wrong with me for quite some time because I’m a lesbian. I prefer the term gay though. It sounds so much more cheery.(: But, I got a lot of feedback when I told people. Some was supportive, but most wasn’t. I thought I needed to change, but I don’t. I am perfect exactly how I am. I am the person God intended me to be. I would never change myself.
I’m not perfect, that’s the thing. No one can BE “perfect”. We are human and we make mistakes, no matter how big or small. It really shouldn’t matter to anybody if they are perfect in anyway, because they are human and they will always have something someone else does not like, and they just got to understand that to someone else out there, they are everything they could ever want.
If this makes any sense what so ever.
I agree with Ashly. No one can really ever be “Perfect”. But I guess what would make me Perfect is my friends, and my family. They support me in many ways and are always with me. I wouldn’t ever change myself for anything. I wouldn’t change my body or my face for anyone else’s liking. I am me. And I like me. Just the way I am. I’ve been through a lot of pain and abuse in the past but it’s only made me stronger. Sometimes people in school would call me fat or ugly. But then I really looked in the mirror and saw that I was none of those things. Besides I wasn’t even fat. So as I say again, I am just Perfect the way I am.
Thanks Ellen, for making the books because they’ve really helped a lot.
I am perfect because of my imperfections. Perfection is not a goal I seek, because I find peace and satisfaction in my flaws. It took a while for me to understand that, but now that I do, I would not change for the world.
Perfection is not easily defined in a real world context. Its like the statement beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
I get a little angry sometimes, and over emotional. Im a little bit too curvy and I may just have a problem with sugar. So many imperfections, they make myself, and everyone else a living, breathing human. And at the end of day, thats all that matters to me.
I carry these scars, and they make me who I am. Perfect or imperfect, I’m just me. I have no reason to believe I am imperfect, because in my world, I am everything. I have flaws, but I make them beautiful.
People will try to tell me that I’m imperfect, but to me, I’m just right.
I am perfect because I beat addiciton. I am perfect because I did what was right for ME, not for my best friend when she said she didn’t want to be my best friend anymore because I wasn’t using. I am perfect because I seeked help. I am perfect because I admitted I have a problem. I am perfect because I am writing a book on mine and my best friends life during addiction. Drugs, sex, alcohol, failure. That is not perfect. Perfect is being the best you can be, no matter how far down the wrong path you went, perfect is getting up and turning around. You may not run down that path to who you use to be, walking is the way I’m going. But at least I am going back, and that is what makes me perfect.
Ellen, I am the Chelsea who e-mailed you. I hope to hear back from you soon.
I am 16 years old and already a heroin addict, because of my asshole ex boy friend. I know how hard it is to overcome addiction, and you should be so proud of yourself. I hope to be where you’re at some day.
Through everything that I went through with my sister and her eating disorder for the past 8 years, my mom leaving us and everything else I realized that my flaws are what makes me perfect. My scars show that I beat the demons inside. Beating my addiction to pills shows that I can concur that voice inside my head. My flaws are what makes me perfect.
When i was a kid… i used to be fat, chubby, quiet and had low self-esteem. I was afriad of showing my skin and my body. Everytime i see my sister or my friends, i always think “Gosh… why cant i be like them” I usually get mad and sad but never expressed to my family because i was afriad they’re gonna call me a whinny kid and get yelled … So i stayed quiet and don’t say anything but then i started to feel dead inside my body and i hate it! and when i see people having fun and being who they are i was thinking “why cant i just expressed myself for once” and after around grade 6, i was trying to be myself and people started to like me WHO I AM and not the fake me and i realized that how much i miss a lot of stuff if i couldnt be true to myself. Being Perfect means being imperfect and be who you are. Not all of people are going to like you but not all of people are going to hate you, Be true to yourself, Have Fun and be glad that you do exsit
I’m striving everyday to be “perfect” I’ve fallen victim to many things. My idea of being perfect is beat my depression and eating disorder. To be able to stand tall and proud that I overcame it and for once am happy with myself. I think being perfect is finally accepting yourself more than anything. I’m still struggling to recover from my self harming self sometimes I want to and others I just fall back into it. One day I will stand tall.
As i grew up my mother taught me i am how i am and to love every part of being me! and now as im growning up i can say as a human being i dont think all of me is perfect but the people who surrond me makes me perfect. everyone is different and maybe all together we can be perfect. so my familt, my friends, my aquatences everyone around me makes me perfect…i am proud of who i am but not proud of what happend in the past to finally get me to the point in my life where i am okay…i dont look at yesterday and try to see if it was perfect or therefore tomorrow cause i know my heart is pure and i mean well so that is perfect
I believe that no one is perfect
But that does not mean that we can’t be beauitful, in our own ways
I won’t lie, I’ve had a not-so-average life
My mother had five kids… And we all have different fathers
Some of us rarely see our fathers, if at all, like my youngest sister (4) who has seen him only twice since she’s been born, but does not remember at all
I know what people think of my family, of my mom and her children, me included
(“She’s a whore” “Her and her children will burn in Hell”)
But everyone makes mistakes, no one’s perfect
And I think we all can make up for those mistakes, if we so choose
No one is Perfect… But that’s what makes us who we all are (That little bump on your nose, those freckles on your face, your red hair, the dimples on your cheeks)
Those characteristics give us all character, so let’s not change it [:
I am perfect because i overcome what was done to me, the scars on my legs, the urge to starve. I believe i am perfect because no one will define who i am, who i will be but myself.
You know I used to compare myself a lot to other girls in my school who I thought were “perfect.” Then I joined Peer Leadership at my school, an organization that helps the 8th graders coming into high school adjust to highs school life. After meeting all these new faces, and actually having heart to heart conversations with some people who I had seen in school, but never really got to know, and spending time with these people, I realized that nobody is perfect. I have come to realize that everybody has their own challenges, and struggles, or obstacles that they have to face everyday. Some people might have it better then others, but I realized that even some of the most “perfect” seeming people have their own issues, and insecurities. I used to have low self esteem from being put down by others constantly. But now I have come to realize that all those people who put me down, don’t really matter to me anymore. I am content with myself. I may not come from a perfect home, or family, or life, but I’m me, and I will never change. I am done feeling sad, and dissatisfied with my life. I want to finish high school, go to college, get my degree, and become either a psychologist, or maybe a teacher. I want to do good in my life, and make a difference, and help people. I want to prevail, and make my life better. My life may not be perfect, but its my life. I have to push through it everyday. To others I may have faults, and make mistakes, but to me….I’m perfect for who I am.
The only things that make me or anyone else perfect is taking all the things you’ve gone through and letting them make you stronger. Or accepting yourself for who you are. Not caring what other people think. Just loving life and always living in the moment. Which is why I believe that no one is perfect. Because there’s always going to be something that you won’t want to make you stronger, you’ll always have at least a few insecurities, no matter what you say, people’s opinions affect you, and there’s times where you won’t love your life. I don’t think anyone is flawlessly perfect.
perfection is just what you wanna be in order to feel like you belong.i am no were near perfect but i am close b/c i am me.i am an ex cutter,anorexic and atheist im perfect because im real enough to know the differnence.
i beleive noone has ever been perfect except for Jesus of course but me myself am not. I do realize that i make mistakes and who i am as a person so I can say im a good person but not perfect.
What makes me perfect? My epilepsy. Why? Because epilepsy makes me different. I do not know many people who have it. Epilepsy has made me a better person. If I did not have it, I would not be as perfect as I am.
I am perfectly broken, I am perfectly lost, but i am anything but perfect. The word perfect is defined as “Lacking nothing essential to the whole; complete of its nature or kind”. I will always lack something; weather that be kindness in the face of hardship, love in the face of hurt, or hope in the face of sorrow. Although I know I will never be perfect I also know I will always be good enough.
I know that I’m not perfect, but I believe that perfection comes from being able to love someone despite their flaws. I believe that I’ve achieved perfection multiple times, ever time I’ve fallen in love. That’s perfection, falling in love with the most imperfect people and staying in love through the stupidity and the fights.
What makes me perfect? Nothing would. But what makes me, me? The physical scars on my arms, and hips, and the emotional scars on my heart. My stronger relationship with God. My weird shaped ears. The way I react to other peoples comments or insults by smiling, because there’s no way they know what I’ve gone through and continue to fight every day. The purity ring on my finger. The weight I’m slowly gaining back from learning to like food again.
These things make me unique, and show my strengths and quirks.
They make me as close to my version of perfect as I’ll get.
Everyone is saying how they’re perfect, and they wouldn’t change a thing but I know that every person in this world is hiding an insecurity. No matter how perfect they feel at a moment, they’ll always go back to that insecurity.
I’m not saying this in a matter of anger, or to make anyone feel insulted. I’m just telling my opinion how I think that little bliss moment of perfect goes.
Right now, nothing makes me perfect. I used to think if I got skinny I’d look and feel perfect. I thought my friends would accept me more and boys would look at me differently. So then before I knew it, I started throwing up. I told myself I would stop at 105. But then I wanted to keep going. I wanted to go to 100. Then I wanted 95. I became a skeleton. My bones started to stick out everywhere. Boys crack annorexia jokes at me. They think its funny to shove food in my face and always tell me there are bushes behind their houses. One kid offered me a piece of gum then said, ” Actually no. You will just waste my gum. It will wind up in the toilet or it will spew out your ass.” My friends do not invite me over anymore because they cannot bare to watch me not eat, and if I do eat, they wonder what I will do when they turn their backs.
I used to think perfection was based on looks. But now I realize that you do not have to be perfect, being happy with youself is enough.
I’m perfect because of my personality. I’m brutally honest, unique, a smart ass, caring, and I have a slightly twisted sense of humor. I’m not going to lie to you reading this and myself and say that I don’t care what people think, because sometimes it gets to me, what people say. I’m perfect because I accept that I’m different than others, and that I’ve learned how to keep my temper under control. I’m perfect because, simply, I’m me.
I know that I’m not perfect,
not one part of me is without its flaws.
But I wake up every morning
being all I can.
There are always ways to improve.
Perfect is just a word,
to push us to try harder,
a goal without an end.
Nobody is perfect,
So I think I’ll be just fine,
being myself,
flaws and all.
I have no idea what perfection is. I know I’m not and I honest to goodness believe we will never find it because true perfection is most definetley not of this world. Plus I think we all perceive perfection in many different ways. I hope perfect never shows up, because I’m here to blow it out of the water.
Maddie
Little Rock, Arkansas
13
Oh and yes us arkansas folks do have an education(;
As shocking as that may be!
And the movies got it right, we really do say yall all of the time (we aren’t perfect either)
The only way to be perfect is to have flaws. As humans, we naturally find the little things with flaws in them perfect, without ever realizing it. What makes your favorite jeans perfect? The worn out fabric and the hole in the knee. What makes your family perfect? The dysfunctional aspect of them. What makes your boyfriend? The cute way his eyes are always closed in pictures. The only way we can be perfect is to present ourselves as the flawed humans we are; we have a lisp, we’re short, we’re unorganized, we’re OCD…there are so many imperfect things about us that make us perfect to everybody else.
All in all, we are all perfect. When i look around me i do not see one single person who is said ‘ugly’. We all have our flaws, yes, but that does not make us imperfect. Our flaws make us who we are. They make us perfect in ways nothing else can. We are all beautiful wether we want to believe it or not.
I am perfect because I have thought. Because I love and am loved. Because I have fears and aspirations. Because I live everyday like it is my last. And because God made me for a reason, made everyone for a reason and therefore, everyone is perfect; they just have to BELIEVE it.
I am perfect because even though things in life get me down i still keep my head up and i never quit being me. I think our imperfections is what makes us perfect actually, because if we had no imperfections we would literally be robots or clones of eachother. So everyone be yourself and dont be afraid to let ur true colors show. Its sad that these days people are too afraid of doing that because of what other people think. People can be so cruel. I think everyone is perfect in their own way!
striving for perfection only takes it farther away from it. straining every part of us emotionally and physically only makes it more difficult. i used to try to be perfect because i thought that nothing i did was never going to be good enough. now that i am older, i understand that we are all beautiful and perfect in our own way, like everyone else says. the thing that takes you closer to perfect, is not judging someone because they don’t fit a definition and getting to know their story, because you have a story too.
you may not think your perfect but i bet someone out there thinks you are..and dont Be so negative doesnt matter if your tall, short, big, small it doesnt even matter how other people see you….you just have to be able to see that your perfect the way you are
I think that learning from all my life experiences and using them to move forward is what makes me good, not perfect. I don’t believe there really is a perfect except in the eyes of the one who loves you. I wouldn’t change anything of myself because I am happy. Sometimes we all get our days where things aren’t going so well, but we need to remember that there is always tomorrow.
i will never change my personallity i love the way i am but people always have to judge me about who i am but i just icnore them
to everybody:
BE YOURSELF LOVE THE WAY YOU ARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What makes me perfect? Being the best mother I can possibly be. When I became pregnant at the begining of my 16th year of life I thought it was the end of the world! I was in a bad relationship mixed with a not very nice boyfriend who was addicted to many things including other girls. To my suprise, I gained the courage to end that relationship once I felt my son’s little foot push against my belly! After I got out of that relationship, I found myself with my soul mate (we dated for a year when I was about 14) and we are now married! I live on my own, go to school, and take care of my now 9 month old son! I plan on going to college to become a diagnostic sonographer in an ob/gyn clinic at Bellevue College! We also plan to have two more little ones once we are settled in and have our careers in order! I went from a really (sorry for my language) shitty situation, to the best thing that could have possibly happend to me!
what makes me perfect is that i am not afraid to be who i really am. i dont let other people judge me for what they dont know or what they think about me. i set goals and follow them even when people tell me i wont be able to accomplish them…i simply say “it doesnt matter if you dont belive i will not accomplish it im not doing it for you its for me and what ever the outcome i know i tried me hardest and i didnt let you stand in my way”
I used to say that nobody was perfect, least of all me. There were so many things about myself that I wanted to change. Some that couldn’t be changed. Then I read a definition of perfect that said “exactly fitting the need in a certain situation or for a certain purpose” and realized that everyone is perfect. We each have our own role to play in life and we are the only one that will fit in that role. We may not be able to see it at the time, but we are perfect just by being us.
What makes me perfect is a good question. I wouldn’t change one thing about my personality cause it makes me who I am. And no matter what anyone says i believe i am beautiful inside and out.
I dont think I would change anything about myself. Everything that I have went through in my fifteen years of life has only made me stronger. I’m only 15 and I have went through my parents fighting and my Dad’s addiction to alchol making him leave. My oldest brother has been in and out of jail since he was thirteen. Now my second oldest brother is doing drugs and wont talk to any of the rest of the family. I myself have had problems. When I was thirtenn I got caught with something and I thought my Mom would never be happy again after she found out. But since I have went through all of these problems I have gotten stronger. All of my friends tell me that I have built up walls around myself and wont let anyone in but that is my way of dealing with things. I dont let other people judge me. And if they do I really dont care. I was taught not to care what other people think.
I think perfection isn’t perfection as we learn it by definition.. I think it’s a persons flaws and mistakes and talents and anything that sets them apartfrom the rest of humanity that makes them perfect. You see you’ll never find anyone who is , by dictionary deffinition, perfect. However, when you come to love someone enough you begin to see that their flaws, and the things that make them different, is their true perfection.
Marissa
age 16
I’m not obese, nor am I too thin. I’m not beautiful, nor am I gut-wretchedly hideous. I’m not tall, I’m not blond, I don’t have 20/20 vision, I have wide hips and curvy thighs, my eyes are a little too big and my lips are little too full. I have a wide jaw and a circle face, I have an awkward stance and I slouch when I should sit up.
But I am perfect because I can recognize my flaws. I know what I’m good at. I can write, I can draw. I may not be physically attractive, but I try my hardest to be kind to everyone I meet. I’m not very outgoing, because I stutter a lot and make mistakes. I know I can’t be the best, no can I be the most beautiful, but I know that I can be me and that’s enough. I have a boyfriend, and he accepts for who I am because I am me. I wear huge, dorky, red bifocals. I wear combat boots with my dresses. I never wear makeup. I play video games, I sing, I dance. (Of course, none of those three things I can do very well..~)
I’m perfect because I know what makes me imperfect. I’ll never be perfect, and I don’t strive to be. I can accept who I am.
You’re like me A LOT like me I play video games, sing, and dance too(I also wear my combat boots with almost everything). Being perfect is being who you are and making mistakes. Learning from your mistakes and finding your own path in life, not following anyone else’s.
“I must learn to love the fool in me. The one who feels too much, tale too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries. “. Theodore Isaac Rubin
“You’re a human thing. You’re a human thing. Who do ya think that you’re fooling? You’re not fooling, you’re not fooling me. ” Frazey Ford “Human Thing”
I’m 51 and still wrestling with all the issues of “perfection” society has thrust upon us. The belief in being “successful” in doing everything “right” in being “somebody.” It’s all crap & has kept me trapped, living someone else’s (a lot of someone else’s) versions of what my life “should” be. Don’t believe the hype. Don’t buy in to this notion. It’s a trap and a soul-killer. Whoever you are, you are perfect because you are perfectly human. You will make mistakes. You will make bad choices. You will get your heart broken & your spirit crushed. But you will also experience joy, genuine laughter, true love, amazement at the world and the universe and other people. Love yourself just the way you are. I know it’s hard. I’ve been there. I know it can be a struggle every day. But your humanness, your perfect imperfection is what allows you to experience the world as only YOU can. Be free. Be whoever you want to be, do whatever you want to do – just as long as you try not to hurt anybody. Because life is an unbelievably immense and incredible buffet – but you only get to come to the table once. Elizabeth G.
I’m perfect because I make mistakes and sometimes bad choices. I wouldn’t change any of it, as being imperfect has made me who I am today. I cry, get angry, smile but, I’m human and that is why I am perfect. Being human and unique is why we are all perfect.
I would say that i am perfect, we all are in our own pecial way no matter what people say, thats what i do. I dont pay attention to people around me who think they are better than me because if people act like that it just proves how unperfect they really are, the best thing you can do is love yourself and be your own kind of perfect. Being perfect is just being yourself and that makes you perfect. <3 Ellen hopkins truly is inspiring.
I am perfect by my own definition. I am human by my own flesh and blood. I walk with others who feel and act differently then I do. I don’t know what perfect really means. The definition changes for everyone because of personal preferences. I’m alive which means I’ve done something right in my life. I’m accepting my faults and loving them slowly. I admire myself closely now. I am perfect because I’m changing. Not for anyone else but me. Accepting life and whatever it may throw at you makes you great. Looks and money don’t make you perfect. It’s your soul
I am not perfect.
Not in the eyes of the world.
However, I am perfectly me.
I’ve been through the good and bad of life, and I am still able to smile. My life has been far from perfect, but it has made me who I am; someone I am very proud to be. I am beautiful, and so are you.
My idea of perfection is being the best person your capable of being, living life to the fullest and having no regrets, doing the things in life that you want to do most and doing your best in succeeding. there’s no such thing as being perfect because we are all human. Humans make mistakes, that is that. Accept those mistake and move forward. Never dwell on the bad because when you do, your basically searching for it. And it will find you. Love with all your heart and use your brain. Laugh at every single joke you hear just because it’s healthy for your soul. Never underestimate anybody, but especially yourself. Don’t put yourself down because you are beautiful in very single. Don’t let words or anybody else bring you down, is it really worth it to let someone put you to the ground? Cry when you have to let something out. Emotions are like a soda in a can. We keep them all bottled up and someone is always looking to shake you and you explode on an innocent person. Don’t feel stupid when your wishing on shooting stars or 11:11. It’s better to wish for something than do absolutely nothing. Remember you live once. So make is count. Perfection is being yourself and accept you.
I believe the only perfect being is God, but Jesus died to pay for our sins, and if you turn to him, God will see Jesus’ perfection when he looks at you (instead of our sins). I think that is the most amazing thing I have ever heard. That is the definition of true love. I learned what I know of love from God because he is the author of love. He is love. And he loves me, no matter how imperfect I may be. I’m not perfect. I was a slave to cutting and self-abuse for 4 years, but I wouldn’t take any of it back. I would not change anything I’ve done, and I would not give any of my scars back. God is so awesome. He is the one who makes perfection out of the evil things I have done and will do in the future. I love the song that says, “You make beautiful things out of the dust/ You make beautiful things out of us.” I have seen God make true beauty come from the ugliest situations and the most depressed people. He made me beautiful in his eyes, and he did the same for my fiancee. He will do the same for anyone who asks because he loves us all. I used to hate myself. I used to want to die. I was like Vanessa in IMPULSE, but no more. God has brought me out of the grave I carved for myself, and he sent me the most amazing man I could ever imagine to love me and make me feel special and beautiful. God uses my fiancee daily to show me his love for me. My Chris is an amazing image of God’s love.
There is perfection, but it can only come from the Father.
I think I have many flaws, I’m short, weak, and not really smart, and I don’t have a girlfriend. I’ve none many things wrong, I look at porn, masturbate, and I don’t like my family.
But dispite it all, I think this makes me perfect, because I’m romanitc, and treat women with respect, and I know that I’ll be content were ever I go in live. and my parents expect me to be like my sister, have a 4.0 GPA and get straight A’s and get a full ride scholarship to college. But I’m not my sister, I’m Tyler and I’ll do what I can do for the best of me. I’m taking a CNA class to start on my medical career and if I can’t get any further than that, I’ll be fine being a CNA. I’ve also applied to a college and got denied, I have a accumulative GPA of 2.7 and I’m not the smartest in my class, I’m failing two classes. I vlog every day to tell people about my life and the things going on in it. and I like vlogging.
I’m also an anarchist, America sucks in actuallity, I’m an animal rights activist and a civil rights activist, and I believe in equality for all.
But to me, although it looks like a lot of flaws, this is what makes me perfect in my own way, and I’m content with that.
I’m not sure there’s anything that makes me perfect, I have many flaws that make me who i am. IT makes me know that the people close to me have their own kind of perfect and kindness. They care able accept my flaws and forgive me for them. I can only hope that one day I’ll be their kind of perfect too.
I think somehting that makes me perfect is the fact that I’m not perfect at all. I try not to acknowledge my weaknesses or strengths, but I accept the fact that I am, was never, and never will be perfect. And that’s exactly where I want and need to be.
i have never thought good about my self, i always feel to tall, to fat, and to ugly.
i felt like no one wanted me in the life or to be around me.
i felt like i was the worst person in the world.
and the people in my life didnt help me feel any better.
i cut a lot for a while too.
i read your books and realize there are people out there who have issues like i feel.
and your books make me realize i shouldnt be down on myself all the time.
i just started perfect and i love it already!
and i hope it helps me even more to understand that i am perfect how i am and i should be happy with myself.
and not wanna change, for anyone.
thank you for your books.
they are amazing. your an amazing author.
come to pittsburgh! i want to meet you!
keep on writing(:
Perfect: What is it? Well frankly there is no exact definition because the word isn’t even perfectly described. But to our society, our government, perfect is when somebody does exactly what they are told does it all correct and never disobeys or fails. Now to be completely honest, that is an extremely high lever of expectation to have of anybody. My personal definition of perfect is when you are yourself, when you accept yourself because perfection is only a state of mind. If you believe that you have found perfection in and amoung yourself and your peers than that is perfectly fine because it’s what makes you well perfect. You ever hear the line, “You’re perfect just the way you are.” I love that line because that means somebody has found acceptance of your flaws and believes that with all that you are “perfect.” It’s quite sweet to have somebody tell you that they think you’re perfect because it should make you feel good about yourself and that you need not change for anybody, and that’s the problem, so many chase perfection only to let themselves down when really perfection is only found inside yourself becasue it is a state of mind (sorry repeating myself, but it’s true). Perfection is just acceptance of one’s self. I cannot explain that in any other way. We all have our personal definitions for the word but that’s truely the only universal definition and once people understand that, there won’t be as many problems with confidence and things like that. Maybe we will one day learn and realize that we are all perfect in our own special way.
I honestly don’t think that perfect should be an adjective. I don’t believe in perfection. Perfection is something people believe is nearly necessary. It’s the walls they build, for themselves. The way they look, the way they act, the people they are with, all must be perfect, to feel perfect. There is no reason to feel perfect.
I think happiness is what people should strive for. Happiness is all that is needed and I’m on my road to happiness.
I took a bit of time to read some of these entries, pondering the reason that I’m perfect and I’ve come to only one logical answer: I’m not perfect. I will never be perfect in everyone’s eyes. Hell, I’m never going to be perfect in my own eyes. I’m awkward, and clumsy, and over worried, and depressed and I think differently. But I’m also charming, and funny, and caring, and creative and intelligent. I’m never going to be perfect, but I’m perfectly okay with that. I wouldn’t want to be anybody but who I am.
I am perfect because I have made it through all the rollercoasters of this crazy world. I have made it through abuse and drugs and mental illness (depression, bipolar, suicidal tendencies) and I am still standing today. I am perfect because even through all those things I still find beauty in everyday life. I’m perfect because I’m klutzy, goofy and awkward. I don’t think that perfection is any one thing. I think it is a person’s mistakes, flaws, weaknesses, strengths, beauties, and personality all rolled into one. Being perfect is just being who you are inside. Love you for who you really are, and never try to change for someone. Do not judge others because of the way they are or the life they’ve led. Love everyone. Perfection is just being happy in your own skin.
Live for you,
love passionately,
never give up,
stand your ground,
make a brighter tomorrow!
tess
I am not perfect. I have done things I really dont regret. I let myself fall into a bottomless pit of darkness. I think of life as a fairytale with a not so happily ever after ending. I am not perfect.
As Bernard Waber wrote, “Nobody is perfect”. What he did not write was that you aren’t perfect for someone else, but you are perfect for yourself. In the end, that is all that matters. As long as you can be you and do your thing, that’s perfection right there. What makes me perfect? I’m not unique. I’m not special. Nor do I want to be. I’m flawed. I am a perfectly, flawed me. And that’s good enough for me.
No one can be “perfect” because every ones definition of perfect is different, but perfect to me is alive, healthy, and happy. I of many people are three of these things. I’m still young and don’t want to put a label on myself as perfect, because face it I’m never really going be perfect anyone’s eyes, but in mine I am.
Being your self is what make you perfect. Dont let others judge you for what choices you make, unless you ask for their judgement. Its not their life to jugde in the first place.
Brent Smith- What a shame to judge a life that you cant change. What a shame to have to beg you to see that we’re not all the same.
So many teen suicides happen because of people thinking they have to be someone else to be “perfect”. Its just another label. Why should Anybody elses opinion matter but YOURS!
I think sometimes people look to far into the details of things rather than the big picture. If you TRY to be perfect STOP! It’s an impossible task. I think we need to just accept who we are, voice out opionons, and try to be a good person. That’s enough for me anyway. I don’t want to be perfect and I don’t try to be perfect. I just want to be my own independent person… and I am.
What makes me perfect is my inability to be perfect, or at least the perfect we all strive for. To me, perfection is a urban legand: There may always be different truths to it but you can never locate the whole truth within it. The best we can do is just accept who we are and not throw it all away on a whim and skip. I will never be perfect, and neither will you, its just how the wheel turns. The truth I believe is in perfection is the hope for the future and what it will bestow.
I think trying to describe what is “perfect” is like trying to describe love.
It has a different meaning to everyone because no two people are the same. We’re all “perfect” in our own way and that is what makes us ourselves
i think im perfect because everyone has their own story to tell and my story made me who i am today made me, think the way i do, make decisions the way i do. Not only is it the things that i do that make me perfect its also the people in my life, if i didnt have these people i probably wouldnt be here, they keep me alive and make me feel perfect. they make me feel like im special, and i actually mean something in their life, and no many people in my life make me feel that way….. so the decisions i make and the people that i have in my life, is the reason why i am perfect! besides all of that im just an awesome person !
kathleen taylor
age 17
brampton, ontario, canada !
There is no such thing as perfection because well we strive for perfection the only thing we achieve is imperfection.
We shall always try to honor those who have lost the battle against the mirror or the soul within them but perfection comes at the price of imperfection
Cliche but i dont care everyone no matter what you say or anyone tells you YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL
I might want to change a few things But then I wouldn’t be me. I’m like Jenna I have the curves and a size 7 but I’m not fat? If that makes sense. But like Kendra I wan’t to be skinnier but I love myself to not eat. But Perfect to me is being myself not trying to be some one I’m not as Eminem put is “I say want I want to say. I do what I want to do. There’s no in between. You’ll either love me for it or hate me for it.” I am me. I am Perfect. And don”t hate yourself because that just gives others the right to do the same.
Love Lizzie
i think what is me perfect is that i have different ways to look at things and see people differently then what another people would say about it.And somethings you my mind can change from thinking all negative and positive at the same time, but i can’t be really perfect about myself because we all not perfect at all, sometimes people think that we all live a perfect live but we don’t and we all different from your region and the way we were raise are kids from different parts of the world and it dose me perfect at all or another people in world.
Who could be perfect in world?
Answer: i think someone people can be perfect and some can’t at all.
I think I am perfect because of my troubled past. I never had an issue with bulling, must people just left me alone and I liked it that way. In 6th grade a girl made fun of me and my bubble of innocence was popped! From them until about a year ago (freshmen year) i was struggling with self harm and depression. I made new friends in high school who helped me get the support i needed to push through, and now I am a stronger person. Why does this make me perfect? Because you can only be as perfect as you want yourself to be, and that’s what i am not.
-Sami 15
NY, US
There’s no such thing as perfection, if there was perfection there wouldn’t be so much chaos. Our flaws is what makes us who we are; perfection just seems like another word for “following the crowd”. Why be like someone else? Why not be yourself? Perfection; it’s just a nother word for someone you’re not.
I think I’m not perfect. No one can be perfect. But, I do think that by trying to find out who I am. Fighting past my scars and all the things that has happened to me. That gets me as close to perfect as I can be. Being me is pretty much being perfect.
Perfection, thankfully, is something I’ve never been conserned with. I believe that we all all messed up in one way or another and I guess I’ve just come to terms with that fact. But just because we’re messed up doesn’t mean we should just give up, there’s always room to improve and that’s the beauty of being not perfect!
I’m happy being a mess, I don’t always like/love it, but I know it’s for the best.
I’m perfect because i know who i am now eventhough it took me some time to figure it out. I love who I am and i never want that to change.
And that shouldn’t be for just me; that’s something that everyone should realize about theirselves some point in their life before they make a decision and that could permanently change them forever.
Life is too short to worry about how others think you should be. You should stay true to who you are, no matter what other people say or think.
“After perfection there exist nothing higher. Not even room for creation which means there is no room for wisdom or talent either. Perfection is despair”
In reality, there is no such thing as perfect. We like to make it an illusion that perfect exists. No one is perfect and i wish some people would realize that before freaking out over 99averages or give themselves to a knife, Do drugs to make it all better (ie. Me and my friends). If theres one thing I learned in my 16 yrs of life, It’s that life isnt perfect
like kristina i have a meth addiction.i was told it was ok, but its a highway to hell, im working hard to overcome it, i even stopped cold turkey,but hell, it’s hard. i have a family but they dont give 2 cents about me,and my dad’s a fucking loser,but i have friends who are trying to help me. wish me luck
Hmmm….What makes me perfect? In all actuality, nothing. I have flaws; Oh boy, tons of flaws! Sometimes I’ll talk too loud, like, REALLY loud. I guess I just do that on accident. I’m lazy, and hate doing anything that takes effort. I sometimes don’t take things seriously. I could say the stupidest things, and have a small temper when I get called dumb because I’m a blond. I can be a little guarded; my boyfriend is always telling me I need to say “I love you” more. I didn’t have the best childhood growing up, and I never talk to my dad. I hardly speak up about what I want, and I can keep my emotions bottled in.
But…I guess I have my perks, too. I try to be a “Glass-half-full” type of girl, and always stay optimistic. I like to greet people in the halls to make them feel good. When I meet someone new, I don’t push them away if they make a bad impression. And, if they are silly (like most of my friends), I learn to accept them as they are by telling myself that everyone can be different; have different thoughts, feelings, and pasts. I like to make jokes to get people to laugh, and have fun.
I guess I’m not all the way “perfect”, but I’m perfectly fine with that.
I have almost no idea what makes me perfect. My self esteem is horrible even if people always tell me im pretty, gorgeous, hot etc… cos thats what they see. i see an ugly fat girl who cuts herself. Funny thing is that i dnt even try to hide the cuts anymor, too obvious. Im well aware that my life isnt as bad as it could be, but my mind ends up being my worst enemy in the long run. but if i had to pick one thing that made me “perfect” it would be that regardless of whoever the person is, i love to make someone smile
I’m not perfect at all. Some think I’m the most perfect dughter. But behind the walls all my secrets comes out. All my pain unwrapes. I am nothing but a looser. Some say I’m not afraid to do any thing but I am
Perfection isn’t about your looks, it isn’t about who wears better clothes and who’s got better shoes. It’s about who you really are inside. I, am not perfect. I have many flaws and many other people out there too. I honestly never want to be perfect, i want to live my life as any other average teenage girl. Perfection is very hard to find/acheive.
Perfect?
What is perfect? Everything and anything people do or say or how they look doesn’t seem to satisfy everyone in the world. What makes me perfect? Just how understanding, and excepting I am to everyone and anyone in the world.
I think the hardest thing for most people to understand about perfection is that there is no right or wrong way for it to be defined. There are billions of definitions for perfect. Once you accept that, then perfection will just be a word. Not something to live up to or kill yourself over. And in my mind, that’s the way it’s supposed to be.
i know im not perfect, im a freak i see things in a different way than ohter people do. i dont care what i do or what i say. does that make me perfect? if it does i dont feel like it. im a loser, loner ect. i think perfect is a word i will never understand.
-Perfection. Perception. They sound a lot alike for a reason.
-Perfection: Eveybody percieves it to be something different.
-Ask 100 different people what perfect is, and you get 100 different answers (i.e.-this page)
So even though this is just my own perception of perfection, here it is: I am perfect because I do not try to define “perfect”. Society as a whole tends to make people feel worthless by creating an imaginary definition of “perfect.” Once you realize it doesn’t exist and the people who believe it does are worse off than you because of it, then, and only then, can you achieve your full self-confidence.
What makes me perfect?
Well, I’d have to say my scars make me perfect. I’ve had them my entire life. Going through 4 different surgeries in just 17 years is pretty amazing. At first I hated my scars. But now, I’ve come to love them. Everyone I know always asks about them. Even my boyfriend who I’ve only been seeing for a few weeks has told me multiple times that they are beautiful. I would never want to change a thing about me. Nothing at all. My scars are perfect. They make me who I am today
If you ever look in the mirror, and ask yourself ‘why am I not this or that?’ just ask yourself. What is skinny? What is normal? What is beauty? What is strong? What is smart?
Everyone has a different answer, a different example to each and every one of these things. Don’t waste your time trying to make anyone, even one person, except yourself happy of who you are. After a bad phase in my life, I started to look in the mirror, and say “Wow. I like who I am. How could I have not seen this person before?” And it was just an amazing change to like who I was.
Being perfect is something people struggle with every day. Even I do. There really isn’t anything that’s perfect especially people. Everyone makes mistakes, everyone has flaws. Flaws are what make you, you, right? Flaws are our imperfections, imperfections are the same as perfections. I still struggle with how I look, it’s just me. But perfection goes a long way, and some people take the high road to get there.
I would love to be the person to say that there are many great things that make me perfect. That out of everyone, me being who I am equals perfection. Except it doesn’t; not always. If I was perfect I don’t think I would have anything to hide. Except I do; everyday.
I think the key to being perfect in todays society is revealing all of the imperfections you hold within. I can say for a fact that I have many weaknesses and defects that inhibit me from doing alot of things, but these flaws help me stand out from just the average person. It makes me, me. An irreplaceable being that was put on this Earth to be different, if not only by a bit. I think this makes me perfect; at least in someone’s eyes.
Victoria
Aug,GA
wat makes me perfect is that i kno who i am. i kno wat i want, and i go for it— being myself the whole way while i get there. i love me inside & out, and in my personal opinion thats all that matters. for all those other people who don’t like me, well…it’s their problem and their loss. cuz i’m perfect no matter wat others say. and perfectly unique in my own perfectly unique way. MY MAMA NAMED ME PRINCESS & I’M PROUD OF IT!!! duces!
I am perfect because i am human. I love, hate, cry, feel, and die when my time comes. I am perfect just for having emotions. I know how to speak, see, hear, touch, taste, and smell. Just for being human, I am perfect. We all have our own ways of dealing with things and our own ideas of a god or a higher power. but no matter what, we are the ones to shape this planet. Every human being, animal, plant, and molecule out there is fundamental for this planet to live. We are who we are and we are perfect.
Perfect? I’m not perfect. No one is. I would change a lot about me but in the end I’m still not going to be ‘perfect’. I don’t love myself.. I can’t. But fact, I never really tried. I’m all flaws
What makes me perfect is that I am imperfect. I’ve struggled with self injury, depression, and bipolar disorder. All these things shape me and make me perfect. Being able to admit I have issues and I’m not perfect makes me perfect.
being perfect has nothing to do at all with how others perceive you. wat matters most is how you look at yourself. if you judge you and your life on wat others think then in my personal opinion that is a pretty dreadful living that i can’t see turning out good. there’s always —know matter wat anyone says— someone out there that doesn’t like you. think about it, the whole world can’t love you. but the thing is, that’s okay. i have people who like me and people who don’t, but if i took all their opinions and try to mold myself with them, i still wouldn’t be able to please everyone. wat needs to happen is that you build up the confedence to judge yourself instead of letting your peers and whoever else do that job for you.
Sorry_No Offense_Just Speakin My Mind,
Princess
I think in today’s society, they expect the girls to be beautiful, and the guys in sports, strong, and girl magnets. That is their definition of perfect.
The girls feel the need to be thin, and when they get thin, they move on to the next flaw about themselves. Like maybe their breasts, and then it goes to their hair, and then their zits, ect.
The guys, depending on how big they are, they think that they don’t need to lose weight, but only build muscle to make it in a sport. Or maybe some guys think that they need to get good enough grades to get the job they want. And then they need girls to like them? Not all of them want to be players, or sleep around. Guys can be gay too. I don’t get why other guys have such a problem with gay guys. I mean, doesn’t that just leave more girls for you?
In my honest beliefe there is no true form of perfection. There is nothing perfect in life. Everything and everyone is unique and different in their own ways. Love, love is far from perfect; it’s completely unpredictable and is constantly in motion. I don’t understand why people think they must obtain perfection in order for their lives’ to be complete. Everyday people yearn and yearn to obtain perfection, it will drain you. So please don’t lose yourself in an obsession to become perfect, accept life for what it is and what has given to you and what it will continue to give you. Find love. Find happiness. Find peace. Always trust. Always hope. Find yourself. Enjoy life, it only happens once.
Ellen, darling, I love you books, all of them. You are a very unique and passionate being. I am looking very forward to Smoke, the sequel to Burned. Also, I must ask and also suggest if it is appropriate, are you ever going to make Crank, Glass, and Fallout into movies? I truly hope so and I believe it would be amazing because those are fabulous books. Not only those, but any of your other books as well? I believe that is something, if it is something you believe you’d possibly like to do, I believe that is something worth looking into. I would be very grateful if you could reply to this message. Thank you for listening.
It has taken me 33 of my 36 years on this earth to realize my imperfections are what makes me perfect to my husband. I have struggled to be comfortable in my own skin my entire life. My husband, Neale, knows the pain I have endured but does not see the scars the pain caused. He sees me as a beautiful, and through his eyes, I am slowly learning to see myself the same way.
Perfect is what you make of it. Like Ellen Hopkins has said in her book, it has no concrete meaning. Perfect, to me, is kind of like reality. Everyone views it differently. It’s kind of like when your looking at clouds, you say one looks like a bunny, while someone else may say that it looks more like a dog. When it comes to being “perfect” it all depends on what your definition of it is. To me perfect means being true to yourself and never being afraid to act like who you truly are. But, that’s only for me. Perfect is different for everyone. That’s how it is and how it most likely will always be.
Perfect means to be yourself and to be that with confidence and faith. It doesn’t matter if other people think you are perfect, as long as you are who you are and never change according to someones wants. Eventually, you will be needed just the way you are.
I am perfect because I recognize that I am not. I realize that I have flaws. I am ugly. I am fat. I will be alone. I have realized that being perfect means accepting all of that and moving on and focusing on the things that make me happy. I have a family. I am safe.
I don’t want to be perfect, I simply want to be me and perhaps maybe one day that will be enough.
But for now, being imperfect and flawed means reality, and I am so tired of living in dreams.
What makes me “perfect?” There is no way to answer that, because no one is perfect. Even though people do say there is something perfect about everyone. Its a big contradiction. Everyone knows there flaws, but the worst of us know what is perfect about us. I can’t really think what makes me perfect. You could pick out so much about yourself that makes you “perfect.” I know that I’m not a perfect daughter, student, or older sister. I try to work to my way to what my parents, peers, or siblings think perfection is. I honestly don’t want to be perfect. I’d rather live with my imperfections. Imperfections makes everyone seems somewhat normal. Because to me I am worthless, ugly, mistake, horrible, fat person. I live with it and I accept every minute of it. I think that people who think they are perfect in every shape, way, and form are just cocky and uber confident. Those people aren’t perfect they are like everybody else though.
My imperfections make me perfect. My acknowledgement of my imperfections make me perfect. My dreams and my hopes make me perfect. Moving forward and living makes me perfect. Overcoming, or even just battling, the problems in life make me perfect.
I believe that being “perfect” should really be about if you happy with yourself. You are perfect as long as you love yourself and always know that no matter what happens everything will turn out okay. While being happy with who you are can be so hard, especially these days, i believe that when you finally accept who you are it will make you see that you have already reached that “perfection.” I wish i could say i already have, but sadly some things in my life just dont match up right now, times are tough, with my family, friends and myself but at the end of the day even when i find myself reaching to be perfect and wishing i could be i always remind myself that we are all perfect in our own ways. We just need to accept it.
Well when ppl would ask what is something I regret or wish i wouldn’t do i would say cut.. But truth be told now i don’t want to stop all the time and i got in a fight with my mom once over that and i got something verygood out of it.. I met my real dad… He didn’t want me when i was little but now he is older and more mature.. So i believe everything happens for a reason.. And makes us who we r.
I haven’t read all of the comments but this is what come first in my mind…
The word ‘perfect’ shouldn’t be existed since it destroys people. It make people go against each other. I don’t consider myself being perfect because I honestly am not perfect. I know that I am beautiful and normal person. I am Deaf person and I don’t know how to speak since I was born Deaf. My family is Deaf also. Growing up, other people always try to fix Deaf people because they look at us as we are abnormal and not perfect enough to fit in with them. ‘Perfect’ is a danger word. And I think nothing is perfect. We were made this way and we should embrace who we all are. It doesn’t matter if people think you are not perfect or so perfect, everyone is beautiful and normal. There are reasons why we are this way.
Perfection is
a rainstorm cold as ice
in the middle of winter
Perfection is
a blind bird with a broken wing
that didnt live long enough
Perfection is
a tree bent, twisted, and turned
with red spraypaint around its trunk
Perfection is
imperfection
What makes me perfect is that, I accept me for who I am. I am PERFECT. To me perfect, perfect is looking in the mirror, and accepting myself, regardless of who says im not. I am not trying to say I am perfect, but in my eyes I am. I dont regret anyting.
Nothing make perfect. Morbid, but its true and I can’t help but think this way. Stupid society. More than anything I would like to look in the mirror and be happy with what I see. Be happy with my eyes that are too close together my nose that is to big, my face that is to wide, my thighs that are not skinny enough, my legs that are not tall enough. Then it’s like right when im almost there, just that close to being comfortable in my own skin, I turn on the tv, pick up.amazing, go too school, or even just walk out side and see all the beautiful things in this world, I relize I lessen signifigantly in comparison. I should’nt feel like im perfect cause im not. I can’t survive in this world when looks matter so much. Im so far from perfect
Personally I don’t think there is a such thing as perfect, perfection is overrated, imperfection is underrated. It really doesn’t matter what anyone thinks of you, it only matters what you think. I tell a really good friend of mine that all the time. I tell him things that any good friend or good parent should tell him. He’s like my own kid in a way, he reminds me of some of the characters in these books. Whenever he’s in a dark place, I always pull him out. He does the same for me. I tell him imperfection is awesome, perfection is stupid and unrealistic. We are all imperfect in our own ways and the more imperfect the better and in my own personal opinion the cooler it is. XD
I realize that I have a problem with this. Perfect isn’t what I am, but I wish I was. I turned 13 in July, so I’m still pretty young, but I don’t look that way. I’m 5’6, and volleyball is my best sport. My Mom played volleyball, even tried out for the Olympics, but didn’t make it. I actually told her yesterday that I was going to try this when I’m older. I get straight A’s, and I recently began having thoughts about dieting. I feel that perfect is what you set for yourself, and not what other people see in you. Your worst enemy is you, and the only person standing in your way is you.
Does perfection even exist? I will be the first to say that I am not perfect. I do not conform, nor do I want to. I do not fit any of the criteria for what many would refer to as perfection. But I love myself as is. I am perfectly imperfect.
What makes me perfect? Simple, I am perfect, because I know there are many things I’m not good at.
I’m perfect because I know where my strengths and weaknesses are and I know how to use them. I know I am not perfect, and am okay with that. I know that perfection doesn’t exist, however I know I am perfect because I accept my flaws and am proud of who I am.
Well i’ve thought alot about what the word “perfect” means and have came to the conclusion that no one is, but I think that people are in there own ways. I have always thought I’m perfect because of material things but it’s not. To be honest I think I’m perfect because of the good things and the bad that I do because of what I learn from the experience of what happens. Some might think it’s stupid but that’s what I believe.
What makes me perfect? I’m imperfect. I’m my own self. I’ve beaten myself up in the past because of the way I look because I have to much this not enough that. I’m perfect beacause I know there is no such thing as perfect. You can’t please everyone without losing sight of who you truly are. Your perfectly you and that’s all that matters. You shouldn’t have to be “perfect” to be accepted by others. The people who truly love you will accept you no matter how you look, because they see the beauty that lies within you not the beatuy that you can only see from the outside. What makes me perfect? There’s noboday out there that’s more me than me
I think what makes you perfect are the small characteristics that you like about yourself and are recognized often. ( Obviously they wouldn’t be negative)
i am perfect because i accept who i am and i don’t need anyone to validate me. I am smart and strong and beautiful just the way i am. I am nowhere near perfect but that is what makes me me.
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What makes any human being perfect is being 100% themselves. There are so many fraud girls and guys at my school it’s ridiculous. I mean it’s kinda hard to be perfect, well, impossible. Even if I hate myself, I always have a smile on my face. For anyone who is reading this, it isn’t a good look to not be yourself and follow the crowd. The people you look up too, should be their own individual… It’s like photocopying…. Be true to yourself and you’re perfect enough, even if it sounds corny it will always be true!
I am perfect because I am here. I am alive. My heart is still beating, I am still breathing. I have struggled for years trying and failing to live up to my families unreal expectations. I have fallen into deep depression, resorting to drinking and drugs. resorting to cutting myself. I have scars all over my arms and legs. But I have gotten better and those scars make me perfect because they show the world that I am imperfect. I am human, prone to weakness and insecurity. I am perfect because I am imperfect
No one is flawless, of course, God is the only perfection, but you are your own version of flawless. No one could ever copy you, because you yourself is God’s vision of perfection for you and only you.
Perfect is what drove me to stop eating. Perfect drove me to cut. Perfect drove me to contemplating suicide. But it was my dad who drove me to the hospital. And since then I know there is no perfect. There is nothing but me and those who support me on my way to recovery, to health and feeling enough. Good enough, smart enough, skinny enough, pretty enough. That’s what perfect should be.
I think I’m perfect because I’m me and don’t try to be anyone but myself. I’ve come a long way because I used to be afraid of what others thought of me and was afraid to be myself but I found friends who became best friends and who accept me for me. I’m no longer afraid to be who I truly am and be crazy and outgoing because I accept who I am. I think everyone’s perfect is different because everyone is different. Perfect to me is being yourself and accepting yourself and just being happy which is why I think I’m perfect.
I used to think that being perfect meant having the best grades, being the prettiest, being popular/cool, and just not having any flaws at all. I somehow wanted to be like that. I wanted to be the smartest kid. I wanted to be skinny and wanted to lose weight because I was told that I had some poundage that didn’t look good. I wanted to be cool so other people could see that I wasn’t a loserl. I belittled myself because I thought everyone was better than me. I was just too much of a dweeb, too dorky, too weird, too unaccepted.
But weird is good. Weird is awesome.
I never thought that my flaws would give me self-confidence. I realized that I didn’t need to be that kind of perfect. This book emphasized that and made me reflect on how negative people can get with themselves because they aren’t ‘perfect’.
I am perfect because I am imperfect. I think that there is no real limit to the word ‘perfect’ because everyone is perfect in their own way. Everyone has their personalities and characteristics that qualify them to be perfect. My type of perfection is different from my brother’s interpretation of the word. I am healthy; I am unique; I am pretty inside and out; I am intelligent; I like my body; I have a loving family that accepts my way of being; I can think for myself and I need help at times; I make mistakes and learn from them; I grow from experiences; I can reach my goals; I can see, hear, touch, smell, and feel; I can cry, laugh, frown, and smile; I can disregard people’s expectations; and I can be me.
Why would anyone want to be what everyone else think is perfect? To be perfect is to be flawed. Without imperfections, one cannot find the meaning of perfection.
I think i am perfect because of my imperfections . Also because of the trails and struggles i have been through let me see people in different light . Like in shadows and outlines and in grey . The world does have some black and white but my world is now surrounded by grey and i see people with a different view . i got better not bitter and for that i am perfect.
What makes me perfect is everything i’ve ever done, everything i’ve ever seen, everything i’ve ever heard, everything that has been said or done to or about me. I am perfect because I break the mold. I am perfect because I am me. I don’t listen to society’s vision of “perfect”. I realize that, to succeed in this world, I don’t have to be stick thin, or look like everyone I see on the cover of a magazine, or on T.V. I don’t have to have the top grades, or the most friends, or the nicest clothes to be perfect. I am perfect because i’m perfectly happy being flawed.
As a teenager who used to struggle with self-injury due to self-image issues, the question “What makes you perfect?” is not the question I would feel comfortable answering about a year ago. In fact, its still pretty hard for me to answer today. Not because I feel self conscious anymore but because I spent so many years feeling self conscious.
What makes me perfect? The fact that I realize that I’m not perfect and I accept it. I know it sounds strange, but it’s true. I struggled through so much at such a young age and what that whole experience really taught me is that it’s okay to have flaws. Its okay to have insecurities. Its okay. But we can’t let these flaws and insecurities weigh us down.
Are there a few things I’d like to change about myself if I could? Yes, in a heartbeat. But honestly, who doesn’t have something that they don’t like about themselves? Its basic human nature.
The perfection in me is realizing that everybody has imperfections and knowing that its completely fine. Knowing that one small thing shouldn’t keep anybody from feeling small or feeling worthless. Teenage years are hard enough. Why do we have to criticize?
We are ALL perfectly imperfect. <3
Being perfect is not never doing anything wrong but knowing when you do. Perfection is a state of mind; is varies from person to person, but true perfection is knowing in your heart that you’re where you’re supposed to be. Being happy with who you are. I’ve made mistakes, hurt the people I love, but that does not mean I am not perfect.
im perfect becuse im not a size one, becuase i have scars down my arms. im perfect because i stand up for myself and what i believe in. i am perfect because im me and no one can change that ♥
Perfect, to me, means great grades, excelling in athletics, and looking flawless. By flawless i mean my body must be perfectly toned and just the right size. When people look at me they cannot see any of my imperfections. As crazy as this sounds, it is what I must do to be accepted. Excelling in athletics and school means being nothing but the best at whatever it is i am doing. All A’s and being the MVP in whatever sport is in season is required. Nothing less is expected. These are very high standards I live up to. Sometimes I dislike them, but perfection has made me who I am today.
Perfect varies from person to person. This is mine.
Pefection to me would be wakeing up in the morning not wishing I were dead, not needing to take medication, not feeling sad and angry 24/7 365 a year. Perfection is happiness.
I believe what make you perfect is being yourself, but that’s not the half of it. You can’t just be yourself. You must also be true to yourself. You must believe in yourself. You must trust in yourself. You’re perfect just by being you. So, don’t copy someone else because their “cool.” You must learn to be your own version of You. That’s where perfection begins. That’s what perfection is all about.
Being perfect isn’t always easy. In reality, no one is 100% perfect. We all have trouble either trusting ourselves and/or being true to ourselves (not lying to ourselves). Even I struggle with that a lot. It’s okay to not be perfect. But trying to be perfect, or being perfect in our own minds is okay, too.
im not perfect at all. not good at anything but crying. i mean perfect is just just a word. as i see these comments i noticed that all of us care about perfection. i dont understand why people think im perfect. im not even close to cute. im just an 11 year old gothic i guess or people call me emo but i dont know. i dont even know who i am. i just dont understand why im in this world. sometime i wish everything was the same from when i was in first grade. my parents back together, but i hated my dad. i still do but what about perfection? there is no perfection in my world all there is, is darkness
Obviously their is nothing PERFECT in the world. But did you ever think that people may find your world Perfect. In all truth, I think the humna race as a whole is a huge disppointment to God. War, Murder, Racism, destruction of the world. Yeah. I’m going to agree with you and say the darkness in the world definitely overcomes all the Light. But sometimes, a glispe of light, in a world of darkness can bring tears to someone’s eyes. You seem, like a cool person, we should talk.
I don’t exactly know what makes you perfect. I’ve been taught that the only thing ever made perfect was God Himself. Nothing in this world can match Him. I want everything changed about me, because I don’t find myself the least bit beautiful or pretty. Nevertheless, I have true friends that tell me everything I never want to know. Things that change the way I’ve thought about myself. Things that make me insecure and confident all at the same time. Things that put smiles on my faces and tears in my eyes. Did you know the moon doesn’t have a glow? It’s only a reflection from the sun. . . Well, I believe none of us have a glow. How we reflect ourselves against the people we love and cherish holds our true Perfection. Perfection is the way people hold us and the way we hold them. It’s enough that what they see in front of them, that just saying “Hi!” to you, is a requirement in their life. Perfection is not what you see in the mirror. It’s what you see, when the mirror breaks.
I think that I am perfect in all of my own ways. People shouldn’t want to change a thing about themselves. Just because someone might think they’re better than you, doesn’t mean its actually true. I will do everything in my power to make sure people start being positive. I love everyone and you are beautiful no matter what ANYONE says! xoxoxoxo
“And we must all realize that there is no such thing
As perfection, But that we are all Imperfectly Perfect”
This is something I say to myself whenever I’m feeling down. I’m hoping to get it as a tattoo soon.
It is a line from a poem I wrote back in 9th grade.
I’ve been told many times that it’s so true, and some of the people even say that they now say this to themselves when they feel upset or not good enough.
I personally think EVERYONE should say this to themselves.
To me, no one can really say what the definition of perfect is…because in a world like this, nothing is perfect. If everything was perfect, nothing would be. Perfection doesn’t have a limit. You’ll keep on “improving” until you reach a stopping point where you believe its perfect. & then there is always more improving. so perfect? Perfect to me, is seeing everyone’s flaws & still seeing Perfect.
ME? Perfect…. Far from, to hear all your life that you’re nothing but a failure, a lowlife like your mother, a fatty, an imperfection on a “perfect” world… It’s hard to call yourself perfect. Hardly enough it’s hard to hear from my boyfriend that I’m perfect in his eyes…. yeah I know, he makes me feel that way, but, only in the world we have to run away in… In the real world I’m anything but…
It doesn’t matter what anyone says, you have to believe in you! You look at yourself and all the wonderful things about you and i promise you, you will learn to love and adore yourself! And at least you have a boyfriend who though you don’t see it, he sees all the beauty in you and loves you, though i just learned to love myself its still hard for me to let others in, you’ve let someone in, so just know that you are wonderful and beautiful like he already does so you guys can love each other together!
I’m not perfect but i can deal with that. I love who I am for the most part and i wouldn’t want to change anything that makes me, well me. I’m like any other human being, i love, hate, laugh, judge, and hurt just like anybody else. If you say you’re perfect because you do none of that then you’re not actually perfect. You’re not even human then. You’re just… semetrical.
Love yourself
Love who you are
Love what you think
Love what you do
Love what you create
Love your past
Love your mistakes
Love your passion
Love your dreams
Love your originality
Love your flaws
Love you
If you can love yourself in every way shape and form, you won’t feel the need to be perfect because you’ll already believe you are. I know it’s hard (I myself struggle with it), but we all should love ourselves and we should all love each other.
Perfection is wrongfully defined in the dictionary and in everyone’s minds. Your flaws make you perfect, knowing who you are and loving yourself as you are that makes you perfect. Accepting that your human, you make mistakes in life you learn lessons about yourself, the strength you gain, the wisdom too that makes you perfect. Living life for yourself, realizing that you don’t have to be friends with the world because honestly you don’t like everyone in the world either that makes you perfect. Your smile, whether crooked, opened mouthed, or any other will make you the most beautiful person in the world. Remember every day Your flaws make you perfect. Never forget that. (:
-Maranda Jo
Age 18
Perfect to me, is knowing that you are you and that you need to be loved just the way you are. You never know how the person next to you lives their life, so don’t judge them. Life is hard and the harder it is, the better you’ll learn what makes you you. Perfection isn’t real, and real isn’t perfection. Learn to be real and not what others claim to be real.
What I think is perfect about me is that I’m somebody who isn’t strongly influenced. Almost everyone I know listens to pop or country music. I listen to hardcore death metal. And I’m proud of it. People put me down for being that because they label me as goth. Yeah, all I wear is black. Makeup, clothes, and anything else. I love Jack Skellington. I love goth music. Big deal. That’s what makes me, me. And no matter who ‘me’ is, me is always perfect.
I try so hard to be my and my parents definition of ‘Perfect’.
Their definition of ‘Perfect’ has become mine too. Barbie figure, perfect vision, clear face, nice clothing, long, natural colored hair..etc.
Yeah, so I worked so hard and worked out, I skipped meals, I did everything in my power to reach “the Barbie goal,” nothing worked.
I changed the way I spelled my name and later on I changed it completely… I threw away my glasses and was sort of blind for a while, ha, it didnt work out as I planned.
Eventually, I just gave up.
Later on in the year I just gave up on it all and started damaging myself… the scars are still there but its all over now. Now I’m me, short hair, glasses/contacts, and careless about certain things.
Out of all of that, I learned that there really is no such thing as one definite perfection. It just you, your persona. I learned to not let my parents or society to define my ‘Perfection’
I feel most perfect when I haven’t consumed a single morsal of food. Only then, do i feel like I’m worth something. Only then do I feel beautiful. I read the other comments and I know I do not fit in bcuz I am craving perfection. In the book Perfect, I could relate to ever word Kendra spoke. I know I need help, but I can’t bare to even look at food anymore. Perfection (to me) is emptiness.
I think perfection in the eyes of everyone else does not exist but to me perfection is when you are proud of yourself and are truly happy with everything you have achieved. Its when you get to that point and your like wow! i really am happy and i really do love myself, now that doesn’t mean you aren’t going to make mistakes it just means you are happy with yourself and what others say and do does not bother you. Now i just turned sixteen and im a sophomore in high school and this year i have realized so much about myself that i never knew before, and that’s because i let my past get in the way but im not going to let that get in the way anymore! Im happy with myself and i can say i love myself now, and that now i go forward with my life with no regrets and o look forward to helping people achieve all of the things i have achieved so far and the many more things i will achieve!
Perfection is in the eye of the beholder. My idea of perfection can be way different from yours and that isnt a bad thing, from reading the book Perfect i changed my views of that perfect is.
I don’t know what makes me prefect, But I know what makes me strong.
I find my perfection in words, because I feel like no matter what, if I can write, or read, my life is perfect.
What makes me strong is letting go of a lot of pain, but holding onto the avareness that came with it.
There’s a lot about what is wrong with me, but I can’t change that. Nor do I want to. I am the prefect me, ever. That’s amazing. Out of everyone ever, I’m me so perfectly. It’s amazing.
What makes me perfect is the fact that i’m unique and I don’t give a crap about what people think about me. I think that me being who I am and expressing myself through my style & my writing makes me perfect. I try my hardest to not let what other people think of affect what I think of myself. Me being me makes me perfect!!!!!!! Love s louder than the pressure to be perfect = My Motto!!!!!!!
- Yours Truly
The Next Generation Of Writing
what makes me prefect is that i dont need him anymore.
i have yet to ever give up on anything.
i proved that one person wrong.
and im able to put a smile on my face and fix my firends before i even attempt with myself. seeing that their the ones that help with everything.
my sister is still safe.
and i’ve yet to see the wrong way out(:
i’ve made it to.. today. thats why im perfect.
To me what makes me perfect are my flaws. I have been through a lot since I was little and I have learned that my flaws are who make me who I am and what doesn’t kill you only makes you better.
Love makes me perfect. Love from my husband, my family, my friends. Love sees past my imperfections and accepts me for me. And that it why is makes me perfect.
what makes you perfect?
is where you been
what you have seen
what you did
what you’re going to do
Is it your past
present
future?
Or is it just
YOU
Perfect is what you have
done
are going to do
seen
and where you are going
Perfect is defined by you
not any one else
Create and Rule your own perfect
I have seen and done many things in my short life and I connect with Ellen Hopkins books because to me show there is something strong in all of us wanting to get out that makes us who we are. That what makes me perfect.
I’ve always strived for perfection, but never had the ability to attain it. I was okay with myself until my mother abandoned me when I was ten years old. Left without a notice, stopped taking visitations from my dad. Never answered her phone, changed her number, and I didn’t hear from her for five years. I thought that it was me. I thought that I had to change. I was very depressed, started to obtain an eating disorder. Then I realized, that I was torturing my body for no one. Just self satisfaction. I was 14, when I met my ex-boyfriend, he would tell me every single day what another one of my flaws were. And sadly, to this day, I can’t accept one compliment without coming up with something negative about myself. Perfection is something that I’ll never be. Perfection is something that no one can be. And perfection is a powerful goal that not one single person can reach, and if they feel as if they have reached perfection, they’ll find an imperfection. Because perfectionists are best at searching for more imperfections. Thank you, everyone.
My children make me perfect. I didn’t have some spectacular childhood. I didn’t have a real father in my life for so long before my stepfather came along. He was an amazing father for years until he and my mother split up. Then he just left. I got pregnant at 16 and had an amazing daughter. Her father and I divorced and I had a rough time being a divorcee at 18. Then my Jr High sweetheart looked me up and things went great from there. I’m 22 with my daughter, a new son, and my husband. My kids make me strive for perfection.
I think the only thing that makes everyone perfect is being who you are and not what someone wants you to be. Their are girls at my school who try and be ” perfect” but they are far from it.n Everyone is perfect in their own way and as long as you think you look good and you know your perfect youll be PERFECT
Being perfect, is to me, being yourself and who you really are on the inside. It doesn’t matter who you are, color,race,religion,size, whether the cute boy/girl at school likes you or not. Being perfect is in YOUR hands. Sometimes, yes, we will hate ourselves, but we are only human. Perfect isn’t model skinny, or super over weight. It isn’t about being tall or short. Being perfect is being yourself and achieving YOUR goals and what YOU believe in. Not what this crazy world has to say. Not what your “best friend” says. Not what your “lover” says. Not even what your “PARENTS” say is perfect. Perfection is within us all. We do what we love, or don’t love. We follow the laws, we break the laws. We gain weight, we lose weight. We cut, we don’t. We cry, we smile. What you do is up to you. And being perfect? There’s no definiton of perfect in this fallen world of ours. It’s what we as ourselves have within each other. So to me. Perfection is in every single soul. Evil or rightous. WE DETERMINE PERFECTION FOR OURSELVES. It’s what YOU believe it.<3
Perfect? I don’t think there is any REAL definition for the word perfect. Perfect to me is being who you are and striving for something better in your life. It doesn’t matter what you look like or how you act, it’s about being yourself and not caring what other people think of you. Don’t try being someone else because someone wants you to change.
-Alexis
Perfection is a word i struggle with every day,,,, i always look in the mirror and wish thats what i could be
i see girls every day at my school absolutly beautiful and think “man why not me??” but man dont we all?
i wish i could do something about this thing im struggling with ive been called ugly, stupid, dyke, and many other things
and im not even gay things people do that have scared me! i HATE it!!
ive also struggled with cutting its become an addiction now more then just taking
away stress taking away hurt…
perfection is what i wish i could be…..
i’m perfect in my own way. I’m comfortable with me including being legally blind with different colored eyes. i may not be able to do things exactly the same but i can do them all the same. i may take longer to read or to measure the ingredients but i make some of the best food you will ever taste. what is important is i’m comfortable with who i am.
Perfect is something that is hard to define. I believe that my past makes me stronger, it makes me who I am, I believe that my secrets and my dark thoughts make me everything that I need to be. What makes me perfect? I don’t know. It may be my scars, both physical and emotional, it may be my ED, but it may be me. I am perfect because I don’t hide who I am, I don’t hide that I am confused about life, I don’t hide that I’m still unsure of myself. I don’t hide that I hate to look in the mirror. I don’t hide that I hate the person people meet. And that, that makes me perfect because I’m not afraid to be scared.
perfect.
iv gone threw so much… fake smiles, lies, cuts and scars showing my past is real and continues even though i feel my life is just one really bad dream. i push myself everyday not eating crying .. not wanting to look in the mirror.. having my mom and step dad say im stupid and fat … worthless. im grounded and yelled at constantly i try to speak my mind never to be herd … i hate the word perfect its crule and unreal… i try so hard and get nothing in return… prefection is my worse enemy fighting it everyday wondering when i will finally be “perfect” i hate wanting to be something i dont really know how to achive being as everything i seem to do is wrong…. im me and dont want to change… but verbal abuse really does have a affect on most peoples lives. im trying to do what makes me happy but not everyone gets what they want…
to me being perfec isnt defined
Your story is a bit sad, if i might say, and reading it so many things have gone through my head. I know that if i were ever in that kind of situation i would probably not pull through, i might break down and give up. From the looks of it, you haven’t. That is completely amazing, way to go.
Who needs perfect, flaws are better.
Thank you for letting me read your story.
What makes me perfect? My ex-girlfriend. We met in middle school, started dating as freshmen and junior. We’re now a junior (highschool) and freshmen (college). She’s my best friend. The two years we were together, were always perfect. Even though she decided she didn’t need me, things were still good. It stings like no other to know she’s with somebody else, but she shapped my life. As a freshmen, I was already going down the wrong path, drinking, profanity, everything was spiraling out of control.
Hannah came and set me straight. I went from having straight B’s to all A’s in school, I’m not out partying with the wrong crowd, and now I’m proud of being who I am. She changed me.
In her arms, everything is perfect. I can’t imagine life without her.
I’ve always tried to be as good as my sister, with her looks, her grades, her popularity, but it’s starting to dawn on me that though she’s always been better at everything, I still have an upper hand to one trait, and that is my undying compassion and sympathy and care for people. I have to say finally realising that I can be unique at one thing has made me who I am today. I am as close to perfect as perfect gets, because perfect still has its flaws, and mine are well hidden but I am stronger with them in the past.
I am not perfect, I am not the perfect daughter nor am I the perfect ‘Me’ that I can be. But that’s allright, because even if I’m not completely happy I’m still alive and well and have a family that loves me and friends that I adore and have a career that I’m in love with.
No one is perfect, no one will ever be perfect, and no one can tell me different.
I love the way I am now, large and moody and geeky and strange and happy, and I’ll take that over thin and annoying and mean and ignorant and unhappy any day.
I am imperfect in every way imaginable, and I am happy.
I am perfect with my flaws in all,
no beauty though others see it all
for am i perfect really?
i like to believe that, i love the way i am now and how my mind has changed.
i feel as though im not beautiful, a misift if you be.
but if im a misfit and someone who i believe is who im supossed to be the so be it
I am not quite perfect… yet.
I am 7 1/2 stones now but I’ll get
Down to 6 stones(1 stone=14lbs) and 6 pounds, and that day..
Is the day I will be completely perfect.
Maybe even 6 stones, or 5, or 4.
But once I hit 7 stones, I refuse to go over.
Not a ounce.
Takes time, patience, control.
And I have all of that.
All is missig is being skinnier… thinner… smaller.
I’m not there, yet.
To have a perfect body, I want a perfect mind, I want a perfect soul.
One day I will. No matter what nor how long it takes. I will…
I WILL BE PERFECT.
What makes me perfect is all my flaws and imperfections. I’m happy in my skin and with the person i’ve become to be over the years, although that took some time to achieve and to be completely satisfied with. Positive thinking played a big role in that.
Growing old and letting your mind expand, learning all the wonderful things that the world could possibly ofter you, that to me defines perfect.
Life is full of picture perfect moments it’s just up to you to stop, smile and enjoy them. Taking notice of what surrounds you and just how “perfect” everything and everyone is in their own way.
I’m not perfect. I have plenty of flaws that I notice and that make me upset. But being imperfect is what makes me the beautiful person that I am. I’d rather have flaws instead of being perfect.
I think perfect is over rated. Even though I’d like to be skinnier, blackhead free, and a smaller head that will not happen so I find it a waste of my time to ponder what I’s look like in fantasy world. I try my best to hang with the right crowd and to make up for my lack of friends I put time into my horse and dog training. And the past is the past. I also try not to judge people on their looks I get a “vibe” from people instead. My vibe reader keeps me from doing anything stupid.
I’m not perfect and I know that. But I think we all strive for perfection by trying to live up to expectations. Nobody’s perfect but we all have that one person that we think is perfect and that we’ll never be as good as them. In my opinion being perfect is something no one can achieve but if you know your flaws and accept that fact that you’re not perfect that makes you perfect. being Perfect is knowing you’re not perfect and accepting it. Perfect is being perfectly imperfect.
Im perfect becuase,im survivng the pain of a mother who refuses to tell her bastard child who her father is. Im perfect beacuase i live with an aunt who was happy to take into her care,while my mother moves around with a diffrent name,my 3 siblings with rare visits. Even when my grandma passed she wouldnt say even his name when she asked.Im perfect beacuase i go through everyday step by step and with a friend who cares and understands me. Perfect is what you make it to be. YOU.
In my mind “perfection” can’t be defined or summed up into any amount of wording that would satisfy everyone. Perfection for some one could be any form of achievement while for another individual it is looking in the mirror and accepting yourself for who YOU are. But all that matters (in my personal opinion) is that YOU strive to reach YOUR perception of perfection. Even if it’s not what your parents or friends may deem acceptable. It shouldn’t matter that someone may think your idea of perfection is “wrong”. It’s YOUR ideas, thoughts, and feelings. It’s a shame that most of our youth (including myself) are bombarded with advertisement in what we “should” look like. Or how we “should” act. It is no ones place but your own to decide what is perfect. And you should feel comfortable enough to voice your personal feelings without trying afflict these feelings onto your family or peers. There is no way you can be perfect to everyone. It just doesn’t happen. But who you really need to be perfect to is yourself. You should be able to wake up in the morning and say, “Ya I’ve made bad decisions but you know what? I’ve learned, and it’s making me stronger as an individual.” Nothing I do makes me perfect to anyone but myself. But that doesn’t matter to me. Because I am perfect to MYSELF and I wear my beliefs and opinions proudly while accepting others feelings. I would never have the audacity to say, “This makes me perfect,” because in all reality we aren’t perfect. Hell, I’m bipolar and have depression. But I also will unconditionally love those who can (somehow) learn to unconditionally love me. We all have our good and our bad attributes. And without these you wouldn’t be who you are. I wouldn’t be “Izzy” if I wasn’t a little ecstatic. I will never be societies definition of perfect. But even though I’m not “perfect” I am myself. And I love myself, unconditionally.
I’m perfect because I have flaws.
I’m perfect because I cry.
I’m perfect because I’m not always liked.
I’m perfect because I’ve been alone.
I’m perfect because I’m afraid.
I’m perfect because…….I know I’m not
I’m perfect because I don’t care what others think. I’m perfect because I can accept the difficulties and challenges in life. I’m perfect because I could care less of what others think of me. I’m perfect because I hold on when I’m going through a hard time instead of taking my life, because I know I do have a future out there and family who loves me every little bit. I’m perfect because I make mistakes. I’m perfect because I know that not everyone will like me in life, and I learned to accept that. I’m perfect because I know that not everyone is perfect. I’m perfect because I have a strong relationship with the ones I love and whom I care about the most. I’m perfect because I’m me, and I don’t let others interfere with my life. I’m perfect because I’m Kaylee Justine Bodine, a Freshman with a life ahead of her, with a strong heart and a head-on mind. I will make it through life, I will do what others can’t or weren’t able to do, I will be the first person in my family to go to college and not get pregnant so early in life, and if I do so, I wont let it affect me in anyway besides the fact I really need to buckle down more than I already am. I’m Perfect, Because I Accept Life For How It Is And Not Any Less Than That.
What makes me perfect is… That I know I’m NOT perfect. I make mistakes, and get depressed sometimes, but I get on with my life and keep my head strong forms family and my (nonexistent) friends) y’all on this website make me feel like for once, I’m not alone. For once, I’m not falling by myself. For once, I have someone to catch me at the bottom and something to give hope. Thank you so much! And thanks to you Ellen H. Your stories give my hope.
In no way am I perfect. But the people around me keep me strong, keep me trying to have hope in myself. My scars and my body and mind may always be imperfect, but I know one day I can be better
There is no such thing as perfection. Once you reach a goal you set out to make another and then what you want seems unattainable. I believe that we are our worst critics not others. It’s easy to blame our insecurities on others and not take responsibility. Women struggle with body image all the time even if you won’t admit it. That thought is always there. Positive thinking and surroundings will give you a better self image and feel better about yourself. God made us all individually for a reason He thinks we are perfect. When you can get a good mind set and literally change your way of thinking you will be content with yourself.
There is no solid deffinition of perfect. For each and every person, it’s diffrent. Everyday, people try to acheive perfection only to find that they failed to acheive what they wanted to accomplish. Being a teenager, I know how much pressure is put on our sholders. How much is expected of us. However, the problem comes in when we start to want to accomplish more than what is expected of us. Another word for this is to overacheive. I personally am an overacheiver because I want straight A’s but my parents told me that they are fine with me getting a b or 2. Everybody in some way or another are overacheivers because they want to prove people expecialy parents wrong. In reality, we take on too much and then, we crash and burn. Instead of proving them wrong, we end up failing not only in our own eyes, but also our parents eyes as well.
Perfect . Can anyone truly be perfect ? Just like any other normal human being I am me . I get upset . I get mad . I hate . I love … If all of those things don’t make me “perfect” then what does ? Even though life can push me down doesn’t mean I can’t get back up . Just because some people don’t like me doesn’t mean I have no friends . Sure stupid lives in this world just as much as ignorant does . If someone tries to make a fool of themselves and hurt others(physically or emotionally) to get a laugh or make themselves feel good then they’re sure as hell not “perfect”. You’re entitled to your opinion and if someone doesn’t like it so be it . I’m sure that no one in the world is perfect , but I can honestly say that everyone is perfect in one or another form . Everyone use to look down on me as the geek . I had glasses , I was weird , not the skinniest twig on the forest floor either , but I tried not to let that get to me . I know that if I let people drag me down that I may get buried . I don’t ever want to lose myself because I am who I depend on . If I depend on others I don’t get the life I want . So if anyone tries to change you don’t listen . You are who you are and no one can change that . If you really had no true purpose to be here then guess what … You wouldn’t be here . Don’t try and be “perfect” be yourself because people are going to love you no matter what . Even if others put you down I just have to say I love you . I don’t know you , but I don’t judge . Whether you’re skinny , fat , black , white , hispanic , anorexic , bulimic , biplolar , do drugs , or cut , or SI of any sort I’m here . I’ve been through it all . Life is what you make of it so let it be a life you’re proud of .
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I see my life as a mirror of conner’s life in Impulse. on the outside im a happy perfect student athlete. i made varsity for 2 out of the 3 sports i did as a freshman. but in my house my parent had crazy expectations for me that were impossible for me to fulfill. when i couldn’t, they would compare me to my absolutly perfect sister who i want to be nothing like. My life was a mess and was falling apart right before my eyes. i began cutting myself for every mistake i made. i felt alone in the world until a friend recomended impulse. i read connors story and it opened my eyes. i realized i dont have to be perfect to be accepted. thank you very much for saving me.
I wouldn’t change a thing about myself, or my past, because everything that has happened in the past has only made me stronger. The fact that I’m living, and understand the way life works to make us stronger in the end(although it’s not always clear at the time) makes me perfect to me, and being perfect to me and only me is all that matters! No one runs my life, I run my own, so why does it matter to me what others think?
— Kassy
Drayton Valley, Alberta, Canada
Age 14
I agree. I think when people struggle, it makes them stronger in the end (if they make it, which sadly, some don’t). I am lucky to still be alive today and I am greatful for what I have now and who I am.
I agree with you that i wouldnt change anything about myself. To me perfect is being happy with who you are even if everybody else says something else
i think that what makes me perfect is being myself no matter what anybody say about you or too you if you are happy the way you are then there is no need to change perfect is being someone that is nice and careing and helps people get throught problems someone that dose not make fun of people by the way they are dressed or by how they talk it should be based on the person on the inside
i m agree with you …..share your experiance with me
Haha yah kid what dosen’t kill you makes you stronger!
Good for you! I agree with you.
You’re a very strong person.
Sasha,
age 19
I Agree With Kassy. I would not want to change who I am. I am simply…me. And I don’t care for the opinion of others. When I do things, I do them based on my interests and what spikes my attention.
Kiona
Cincy, OH
14
I think I am perfect because I am here. I am human and alive. I have a working and functioning body. I love and hate. I cry and laugh. I think
And because I may not always be right, and may not be liked by some people, that doesn’t mean I’m not perfect. That means I’m human. And being that is what I consider to be perfect.
Society and high standards makes us believe we aren’t good enough or we’ll never be anything. But they are all wrong because I refuse to believe them. I love who I am.
I am Perfect.
Miranda, 17
Louisiana
I love ur thought on being perfect. This is such a true statment that everyone should know and live by.
Thank You (:
i absolutly love your way of thinking! i feel the same way!
what makes you perfect is not doing anything wrong, or having any flaws. & being exactly who/how you & everyone else wants you to be. people would kill to be “perfect”.
i disagree with this complety
I know. Being ‘perfect’ is being who you are and what you want to be. Making mistakes and learning from them. Setting good examples and helping others.
I agree wit this!!! ur exactly rite!
(: thanks
I’m perfect because i’m unique.
I wouldn’t change myself for anyone… If I was to change myself it would be to make my life better or to make myself a better person for society.
I don’t let anyone get to me… No one is going to tell me what I think “perfect” means.
I’ll make that decision on my own.
i am perfect because i express myself. <3
same here
Thats a good one!
I agree with Kassy. I wouldn’t change a thing about myself. I wouldn’t say I’ve had a very happy childhood. My mom committed suicide when I was 10 and I’ve been ripped away from her family to live with my asshole father in a whole other state. But the whole experience has made me stronger and I know that things can only get better from here on. At least I hope.
hang in there buddy!!
its always the darkest before the dawn
No one and nothing is, by definition, perfect. But only the people who accept and love themselves can achieve any form of perfection. Even their flaws makes them stronger.
I am perfect by my own thought. I have struggled for years trying to live up to families thought of what I should be. But in the end I always let them down. Being depressed for years, I had lost hope. Till I was told I had cancer, after realizing how much live meant for me I then learned I was perfect the way I was. No matter who it is you shouldn’t try to live the way someone else thinks is right. Only you can make yourself happy and once you see yourself as perfect, hopefully the people who love you will see that too.
Never feel bad for the person you are. We are all Perfect in our own ways!!!
The problem is we must first accept our ‘own perfection’ before accepting we are perfect!
I’m not perfect, and I like it that way. You have to find beauty in every part of yourself and just be you. Thats when you can really live life. I can’t say that I’m at that point yet, but I’m getting there and I’m happy.
Talaisha, 19
Baltimore, Maryland.
I believe nobody is perfect because they’re going to make mistakes but somebody could be amazing at something they do. Like i’m amazing at being different but there are times I do blend in with the crowd but most of the time I stand out. So I think nobody is going to be perfect if they are then they might bore me because nothing interesting wont really happen in their lives. So in my opinion nobody is perfect but everybody has flaws but most people with their flaws actually love them even if it is a flaw.
What makes me perfect? To me no one is perfect. Perfection is only a state of mind. No one is perfect but being imperfect with all of our flaws makes us perfectly us and that is what makes each and everyone of us perfect. Anorexia has ruled my life since I was in 7th grade. I can’t control it anymore…. it is what I believe but that is what makes me… me.. its not good. I think my flaws make me perfect. I am perfectly me.
Now only if I could believe it :/
Nicole
17
San Mateo, California
I dont think i could put it and better. to me, perfection is being not perfect. being totally loving and never saying abad thing always doing what your told and having “that” perfect life is just freakin creepy. why anybody would want to be perfect, i have no idea. we are human and perfection is something all of us already share. no one will ever have the same idea of perfection ever. just like whatshisfaces utopia, no one has the same idea of a perfect world. even though i may cut to let my emotions out doesnt mean im a freak. just keep the thing in mind that u can screw up someone elses life with just a couple of words. we were never meant to be perfect.
What makes me perfect is that I do not care what people think of me. You will like me for who I am or you will not like me at all. The people in my life make me who I am. Yes I make mistakes, but we all do. I have tried to change for other people, but it does not work. I will never change for other people again. I loose who I am. Then the people who love me for me start to loose me. I am loud, quiet, shy, outgoing. All things that are me either with or with out the people in my life.
I would like to believe that there are people that do not care what people think about them. That there are people who believe in the saying “take me as I am, or don’t take me at all”. Maybe there is! But I thrive on acceptance. Need it. Without it I am empty. And this, I realize, is unrealistic. Nobody can be accepted by everyone. But that is my perception of perfection. Who doesn’t want to be loved, accepted? And now, i have altered myself so much to meet other people’s expectations that i have lost my true self in the process. I am lost. Broken. And i keep thinking maybe if someone were to accept me without me altering myself further, that they may help me find my true skin and let me wear it proudly, and in turn be proud to be standing next to someone so real. But I am not pretty, or skinny, or athletic, or talented enough for this thought to become a reality…
I am not perfect and that is the truth no in this whole entire world is perfect; you can search all your life searching but your wasting your time. Life and yourself isn’t meant to be good it can be for sometime but it is not possible to be in that state forever. Like I am not pretty that is what I see in the mirror. All I do is look straight into my reflection and ask why do I look like this. People say I look pretty but I absolutely don’t see it
Actually, I think I’m perfect becaues I’m imperfect. Perfection is a very subjective matter, so you can’t be perfect to everyone, right? So I have long ago accepted that I’m imperfect. I have flaws and bad habits, but they make me only more human. So, I’m perfect in my imperfection.
What makes me perfect is ME. I am me and noone else can be ME. I am unigue in my OWN way. I think that is an amazing feeling. I’m special that way.
I think that everyone is PERFECT in every way they can be. Just think about it, has anyone ever tried being you? they can try yes, but noone can truely be you. They might have the same eye color as you or the same hair color or same style. But they can’t have your smile, your personality, or your ungueness. That is what makes me perfect.
When i was younger (like around 12), i hated the way i looked. I thought i was the ugliest person ever, and none of the boys in my school ever liked me. When i entered high school i was in my “emo/alternative” phase and that’s where i met girls who were just like me. Insecure, low-self-esteem, etc. It wasn’t until then that I started to realize that beauty came from within, i started to become more confident and the crushes started to come. My perfection comes from being confident in who I am. It took me several years to struggle with my self-esteem but by the time i was leaving high school i knew who i was and who i wanted to be. Now, i’m always smiling (which i think is my perfect assest!) but that smile comes from the confidence i now have in myself. I’m now in my 3rd year of college, and during my second year i developed an after school program for girls in grades 7-8 on self-esteem, because i knew first hand how difficult it could be to struggle with finding who you are and who you want to be at that age. I know i’m not a size too, or have flawless skin, but like Ellen mentioned in perfect, it’s not about your outer beauty, it really is about what’s inside that counts. I would never try to change who i am now, because bump in my nose, size 8, bumpy skin, and whatever else i could pick a part about myself, i’ve learned to love it, and accept that it’s what makes me… ME!
-giulianne, 20
toronto, ontario
i know how you feel
-Halee 13
Yeah. Im going through an “Emo” stage.
Already went down that road, made me a stronger person today.
-Sami 14
NY, US
I think im perfect becaus eof all of the tough things that happened to me that i came through. i have friends that support me and family thast there.
I’m perfect because I’m not perfect. I have flaws, and I accept them. I don’t try to be someone I’m not just because someone doesn’t like me. I live for myself and the people I care about. I love the people I have, and I’m over the past. I’m happy NOW and that’s all that matters. <3
im perfect cause iv lived loved laughed crying felt like iv died just to come back alive
im beautiful strong and know exactly where i belong
some time i might slip up on right to do wrong but in the end i know that iv got to stay strong
Ive been there before. Ive learned to put the blade behind me and look at things with a different perspective.
– London 16
I’m perfect because I’m FUCKING AWESOME.
Lmao.
I’m perfect because I know that there is more to life than living to someone else’s standards. you must do what you believe is right, and you must live up to your own standards of perfect. You cannot live for someone else. I’m perfect because I listen. I’m perfect, because I know I am not, and through that, I see the light. Do you see the light, off there in the distance? It shines, and sometimes, it might seem dimmer than others, but you and I, we both see the light. Whenever you feel like you’re not good enough, like the bad in the world outweighs the good, just look for that light. We will stand together.
I think I am “perfect” because I don’t let other people’s labels, or trash talking bother me. I went through a lot when I tried to be what everyone wanted and I ended up almost dying because of it and then I had someone who was pretty much a sister to me who helped make me a stronger person and helped teach me that the only way you truly can be perfect is for you to be happen with yourself and not to listen to what other’s may think about you. As long as you’re happy with what you’re doing and are going out and chasing your dreams you are perfect.
I feel perfect because of my boyfriend. It’s not that I feel that my body or my being is perfect, because no one really is. I just feel perfect for him. We’ve been dating for almost 4 years since he was in 6th grade and I was in 7th. He’s the love of my life!
What makes me Perfect is the fact that I know I’m not society’s “perfect”, nor do I try to be. I have had my battles, and have the self inflicted scars to show for it. I’m not ashamed of who I am anymore and that’s what makes me perfect. Getting to this point wasn’t easy, but it’s the trials and tribulations that have made me realize that, because I overcame self inflicted wounds and insecurities that I can honestly call myself, my form of Perfect.
agreed
i have scars all over from self infliction. i look at them and they remind me who i was and who ive become. and the struggles ive went through. people will judge me for them but im a stronger person because of it. <3
I believe there is no such thing as perfect. I always believed there was, but especially reading your books I realized no one is or ever can be perfect. Everyone has their flaws. I am an overweight 16 year old constantly counting calories, who has never had much attention from boys and when I would look at the girls who I always thought were “perfect” I realize that deep down they are most likely to have a flaw too. I came to finally understand that being yourself is the best thing you could ever be no matter what. No one is perfect, so never strive to be that cause I’m sorry to say you will never be prefect, nor will anyone else. Be happy. Be proud. Be confident. Be you.That’s the greatest thing you could ever accomplish.
To be perfect I would change my body because im not really found of it but other then that everything about me
what makes me perfect, is that im so crazy and flawed. i couldnt change a thing about me because ive become a stronger person because of it. why try be someone ‘perfect’ when you could be yourself and feel comfortable?
Perfect is a term that we all use very lightly. Nothing is technically ‘perfect’. There are faults in every single thing that can be thought of. To me, perferct is being happy. If you are happy with yourself, you are perfect. If you want to change something about yourself, that isn’t perfect. We all need to find the place that makes us feel loved to find perfection. I thought there was something wrong with me for quite some time because I’m a lesbian. I prefer the term gay though. It sounds so much more cheery.(: But, I got a lot of feedback when I told people. Some was supportive, but most wasn’t. I thought I needed to change, but I don’t. I am perfect exactly how I am. I am the person God intended me to be. I would never change myself.
I’m not perfect, that’s the thing. No one can BE “perfect”. We are human and we make mistakes, no matter how big or small. It really shouldn’t matter to anybody if they are perfect in anyway, because they are human and they will always have something someone else does not like, and they just got to understand that to someone else out there, they are everything they could ever want.
If this makes any sense what so ever.
I agree with Ashly. No one can really ever be “Perfect”. But I guess what would make me Perfect is my friends, and my family. They support me in many ways and are always with me. I wouldn’t ever change myself for anything. I wouldn’t change my body or my face for anyone else’s liking. I am me. And I like me. Just the way I am. I’ve been through a lot of pain and abuse in the past but it’s only made me stronger. Sometimes people in school would call me fat or ugly. But then I really looked in the mirror and saw that I was none of those things. Besides I wasn’t even fat. So as I say again, I am just Perfect the way I am.
Thanks Ellen, for making the books because they’ve really helped a lot.
I am perfect because of my imperfections. Perfection is not a goal I seek, because I find peace and satisfaction in my flaws. It took a while for me to understand that, but now that I do, I would not change for the world.
Perfection is not easily defined in a real world context. Its like the statement beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
I get a little angry sometimes, and over emotional. Im a little bit too curvy and I may just have a problem with sugar. So many imperfections, they make myself, and everyone else a living, breathing human. And at the end of day, thats all that matters to me.
=)
I wouldn’t change anything, Im famous and thats all that matters
I am perfect because I will not settle for anything less than perfection. I am perfect because the battle never ends.
I carry these scars, and they make me who I am. Perfect or imperfect, I’m just me. I have no reason to believe I am imperfect, because in my world, I am everything. I have flaws, but I make them beautiful.
People will try to tell me that I’m imperfect, but to me, I’m just right.
i love this comment. i competly understand what you mean
I hate everything about myself.
Why?
im the same way sometimes but you shouldn’t hate your self
Same. I don’t like my body or anything. I accept it, and I surround myself with people who don’t care about how I look. Don’t hate, LOVE
I completely agree with this statement.
I am perfect because I beat addiciton. I am perfect because I did what was right for ME, not for my best friend when she said she didn’t want to be my best friend anymore because I wasn’t using. I am perfect because I seeked help. I am perfect because I admitted I have a problem. I am perfect because I am writing a book on mine and my best friends life during addiction. Drugs, sex, alcohol, failure. That is not perfect. Perfect is being the best you can be, no matter how far down the wrong path you went, perfect is getting up and turning around. You may not run down that path to who you use to be, walking is the way I’m going. But at least I am going back, and that is what makes me perfect.
Ellen, I am the Chelsea who e-mailed you. I hope to hear back from you soon.
I am 16 years old and already a heroin addict, because of my asshole ex boy friend. I know how hard it is to overcome addiction, and you should be so proud of yourself. I hope to be where you’re at some day.
Through everything that I went through with my sister and her eating disorder for the past 8 years, my mom leaving us and everything else I realized that my flaws are what makes me perfect. My scars show that I beat the demons inside. Beating my addiction to pills shows that I can concur that voice inside my head. My flaws are what makes me perfect.
When i was a kid… i used to be fat, chubby, quiet and had low self-esteem. I was afriad of showing my skin and my body. Everytime i see my sister or my friends, i always think “Gosh… why cant i be like them” I usually get mad and sad but never expressed to my family because i was afriad they’re gonna call me a whinny kid and get yelled … So i stayed quiet and don’t say anything but then i started to feel dead inside my body and i hate it! and when i see people having fun and being who they are i was thinking “why cant i just expressed myself for once” and after around grade 6, i was trying to be myself and people started to like me WHO I AM and not the fake me and i realized that how much i miss a lot of stuff if i couldnt be true to myself. Being Perfect means being imperfect and be who you are. Not all of people are going to like you but not all of people are going to hate you, Be true to yourself, Have Fun and be glad that you do exsit
I’m striving everyday to be “perfect” I’ve fallen victim to many things. My idea of being perfect is beat my depression and eating disorder. To be able to stand tall and proud that I overcame it and for once am happy with myself. I think being perfect is finally accepting yourself more than anything. I’m still struggling to recover from my self harming self sometimes I want to and others I just fall back into it. One day I will stand tall.
As i grew up my mother taught me i am how i am and to love every part of being me! and now as im growning up i can say as a human being i dont think all of me is perfect but the people who surrond me makes me perfect. everyone is different and maybe all together we can be perfect. so my familt, my friends, my aquatences everyone around me makes me perfect…i am proud of who i am but not proud of what happend in the past to finally get me to the point in my life where i am okay…i dont look at yesterday and try to see if it was perfect or therefore tomorrow cause i know my heart is pure and i mean well so that is perfect
nothing makes me perfect, i may look perfect but i am not at all
I believe that no one is perfect
But that does not mean that we can’t be beauitful, in our own ways
I won’t lie, I’ve had a not-so-average life
My mother had five kids… And we all have different fathers
Some of us rarely see our fathers, if at all, like my youngest sister (4) who has seen him only twice since she’s been born, but does not remember at all
I know what people think of my family, of my mom and her children, me included
(“She’s a whore” “Her and her children will burn in Hell”)
But everyone makes mistakes, no one’s perfect
And I think we all can make up for those mistakes, if we so choose
No one is Perfect… But that’s what makes us who we all are (That little bump on your nose, those freckles on your face, your red hair, the dimples on your cheeks)
Those characteristics give us all character, so let’s not change it [:
I am perfect because i overcome what was done to me, the scars on my legs, the urge to starve. I believe i am perfect because no one will define who i am, who i will be but myself.
You know I used to compare myself a lot to other girls in my school who I thought were “perfect.” Then I joined Peer Leadership at my school, an organization that helps the 8th graders coming into high school adjust to highs school life. After meeting all these new faces, and actually having heart to heart conversations with some people who I had seen in school, but never really got to know, and spending time with these people, I realized that nobody is perfect. I have come to realize that everybody has their own challenges, and struggles, or obstacles that they have to face everyday. Some people might have it better then others, but I realized that even some of the most “perfect” seeming people have their own issues, and insecurities. I used to have low self esteem from being put down by others constantly. But now I have come to realize that all those people who put me down, don’t really matter to me anymore. I am content with myself. I may not come from a perfect home, or family, or life, but I’m me, and I will never change. I am done feeling sad, and dissatisfied with my life. I want to finish high school, go to college, get my degree, and become either a psychologist, or maybe a teacher. I want to do good in my life, and make a difference, and help people. I want to prevail, and make my life better. My life may not be perfect, but its my life. I have to push through it everyday. To others I may have faults, and make mistakes, but to me….I’m perfect for who I am.
The only things that make me or anyone else perfect is taking all the things you’ve gone through and letting them make you stronger. Or accepting yourself for who you are. Not caring what other people think. Just loving life and always living in the moment. Which is why I believe that no one is perfect. Because there’s always going to be something that you won’t want to make you stronger, you’ll always have at least a few insecurities, no matter what you say, people’s opinions affect you, and there’s times where you won’t love your life. I don’t think anyone is flawlessly perfect.
perfection is just what you wanna be in order to feel like you belong.i am no were near perfect but i am close b/c i am me.i am an ex cutter,anorexic and atheist im perfect because im real enough to know the differnence.
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agreed!!!
i beleive noone has ever been perfect except for Jesus of course but me myself am not. I do realize that i make mistakes and who i am as a person so I can say im a good person but not perfect.
What makes me perfect? My epilepsy. Why? Because epilepsy makes me different. I do not know many people who have it. Epilepsy has made me a better person. If I did not have it, I would not be as perfect as I am.
I am perfectly broken, I am perfectly lost, but i am anything but perfect. The word perfect is defined as “Lacking nothing essential to the whole; complete of its nature or kind”. I will always lack something; weather that be kindness in the face of hardship, love in the face of hurt, or hope in the face of sorrow. Although I know I will never be perfect I also know I will always be good enough.
I know that I’m not perfect, but I believe that perfection comes from being able to love someone despite their flaws. I believe that I’ve achieved perfection multiple times, ever time I’ve fallen in love. That’s perfection, falling in love with the most imperfect people and staying in love through the stupidity and the fights.
i dont think i am perfect but i know i am as close as i can get bcause nothing God makes in ugly
What makes me perfect? Nothing would. But what makes me, me? The physical scars on my arms, and hips, and the emotional scars on my heart. My stronger relationship with God. My weird shaped ears. The way I react to other peoples comments or insults by smiling, because there’s no way they know what I’ve gone through and continue to fight every day. The purity ring on my finger. The weight I’m slowly gaining back from learning to like food again.
These things make me unique, and show my strengths and quirks.
They make me as close to my version of perfect as I’ll get.
Everyone is saying how they’re perfect, and they wouldn’t change a thing but I know that every person in this world is hiding an insecurity. No matter how perfect they feel at a moment, they’ll always go back to that insecurity.
I’m not saying this in a matter of anger, or to make anyone feel insulted. I’m just telling my opinion how I think that little bliss moment of perfect goes.
Right now, nothing makes me perfect. I used to think if I got skinny I’d look and feel perfect. I thought my friends would accept me more and boys would look at me differently. So then before I knew it, I started throwing up. I told myself I would stop at 105. But then I wanted to keep going. I wanted to go to 100. Then I wanted 95. I became a skeleton. My bones started to stick out everywhere. Boys crack annorexia jokes at me. They think its funny to shove food in my face and always tell me there are bushes behind their houses. One kid offered me a piece of gum then said, ” Actually no. You will just waste my gum. It will wind up in the toilet or it will spew out your ass.” My friends do not invite me over anymore because they cannot bare to watch me not eat, and if I do eat, they wonder what I will do when they turn their backs.
I used to think perfection was based on looks. But now I realize that you do not have to be perfect, being happy with youself is enough.
-Jamie
16
I’m perfect because of my personality. I’m brutally honest, unique, a smart ass, caring, and I have a slightly twisted sense of humor. I’m not going to lie to you reading this and myself and say that I don’t care what people think, because sometimes it gets to me, what people say. I’m perfect because I accept that I’m different than others, and that I’ve learned how to keep my temper under control. I’m perfect because, simply, I’m me.
Cassidy
13
Kihei, Hawaii
I know that I’m not perfect,
not one part of me is without its flaws.
But I wake up every morning
being all I can.
There are always ways to improve.
Perfect is just a word,
to push us to try harder,
a goal without an end.
Nobody is perfect,
So I think I’ll be just fine,
being myself,
flaws and all.
~ Margaret ~
19
MN
I have no idea what perfection is. I know I’m not and I honest to goodness believe we will never find it because true perfection is most definetley not of this world. Plus I think we all perceive perfection in many different ways. I hope perfect never shows up, because I’m here to blow it out of the water.
Maddie
Little Rock, Arkansas
13
Oh and yes us arkansas folks do have an education(;
As shocking as that may be!
And the movies got it right, we really do say yall all of the time (we aren’t perfect either)
The only way to be perfect is to have flaws. As humans, we naturally find the little things with flaws in them perfect, without ever realizing it. What makes your favorite jeans perfect? The worn out fabric and the hole in the knee. What makes your family perfect? The dysfunctional aspect of them. What makes your boyfriend? The cute way his eyes are always closed in pictures. The only way we can be perfect is to present ourselves as the flawed humans we are; we have a lisp, we’re short, we’re unorganized, we’re OCD…there are so many imperfect things about us that make us perfect to everybody else.
All in all, we are all perfect. When i look around me i do not see one single person who is said ‘ugly’. We all have our flaws, yes, but that does not make us imperfect. Our flaws make us who we are. They make us perfect in ways nothing else can. We are all beautiful wether we want to believe it or not.
I am perfect because I have thought. Because I love and am loved. Because I have fears and aspirations. Because I live everyday like it is my last. And because God made me for a reason, made everyone for a reason and therefore, everyone is perfect; they just have to BELIEVE it.
I am perfect because even though things in life get me down i still keep my head up and i never quit being me. I think our imperfections is what makes us perfect actually, because if we had no imperfections we would literally be robots or clones of eachother. So everyone be yourself and dont be afraid to let ur true colors show. Its sad that these days people are too afraid of doing that because of what other people think. People can be so cruel. I think everyone is perfect in their own way!
striving for perfection only takes it farther away from it. straining every part of us emotionally and physically only makes it more difficult. i used to try to be perfect because i thought that nothing i did was never going to be good enough. now that i am older, i understand that we are all beautiful and perfect in our own way, like everyone else says. the thing that takes you closer to perfect, is not judging someone because they don’t fit a definition and getting to know their story, because you have a story too.
the thing that makes me perfect is that i believe im perfect and wont let anyone tell me otherwise! P.S. i love your books ellen!
Perfect. I don’t think I’ve ever embodied such a thing.
Perfect. I don’t want that…
Perfect is not something you’re wanting to live up to but accepting yourself for who you are.
Everyone has the definition of perfect arfed up.
I don’t think I’m perfect
you may not think your perfect but i bet someone out there thinks you are..and dont Be so negative doesnt matter if your tall, short, big, small it doesnt even matter how other people see you….you just have to be able to see that your perfect the way you are
no one is perfect until you love them.
I think that learning from all my life experiences and using them to move forward is what makes me good, not perfect. I don’t believe there really is a perfect except in the eyes of the one who loves you. I wouldn’t change anything of myself because I am happy. Sometimes we all get our days where things aren’t going so well, but we need to remember that there is always tomorrow.
i will never change my personallity i love the way i am but people always have to judge me about who i am but i just icnore them
to everybody:
BE YOURSELF LOVE THE WAY YOU ARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What makes me perfect? Being the best mother I can possibly be. When I became pregnant at the begining of my 16th year of life I thought it was the end of the world! I was in a bad relationship mixed with a not very nice boyfriend who was addicted to many things including other girls. To my suprise, I gained the courage to end that relationship once I felt my son’s little foot push against my belly! After I got out of that relationship, I found myself with my soul mate (we dated for a year when I was about 14) and we are now married! I live on my own, go to school, and take care of my now 9 month old son! I plan on going to college to become a diagnostic sonographer in an ob/gyn clinic at Bellevue College! We also plan to have two more little ones once we are settled in and have our careers in order!
I went from a really (sorry for my language) shitty situation, to the best thing that could have possibly happend to me!
what makes me perfect is that i am not afraid to be who i really am. i dont let other people judge me for what they dont know or what they think about me. i set goals and follow them even when people tell me i wont be able to accomplish them…i simply say “it doesnt matter if you dont belive i will not accomplish it im not doing it for you its for me and what ever the outcome i know i tried me hardest and i didnt let you stand in my way”
I am perfect because of my flaws and because I realize this and am surrounded by people that do the same.
I am perfect because I am alive-
I am perfect because I feel-
I am perfect because of my imperfections-
I am perfect because I am perfectly me.
I used to say that nobody was perfect, least of all me. There were so many things about myself that I wanted to change. Some that couldn’t be changed. Then I read a definition of perfect that said “exactly fitting the need in a certain situation or for a certain purpose” and realized that everyone is perfect. We each have our own role to play in life and we are the only one that will fit in that role. We may not be able to see it at the time, but we are perfect just by being us.
What makes me perfect is a good question. I wouldn’t change one thing about my personality cause it makes me who I am. And no matter what anyone says i believe i am beautiful inside and out.
I dont think I would change anything about myself. Everything that I have went through in my fifteen years of life has only made me stronger. I’m only 15 and I have went through my parents fighting and my Dad’s addiction to alchol making him leave. My oldest brother has been in and out of jail since he was thirteen. Now my second oldest brother is doing drugs and wont talk to any of the rest of the family. I myself have had problems. When I was thirtenn I got caught with something and I thought my Mom would never be happy again after she found out. But since I have went through all of these problems I have gotten stronger. All of my friends tell me that I have built up walls around myself and wont let anyone in but that is my way of dealing with things. I dont let other people judge me. And if they do I really dont care. I was taught not to care what other people think.
I think perfection isn’t perfection as we learn it by definition.. I think it’s a persons flaws and mistakes and talents and anything that sets them apartfrom the rest of humanity that makes them perfect. You see you’ll never find anyone who is , by dictionary deffinition, perfect. However, when you come to love someone enough you begin to see that their flaws, and the things that make them different, is their true perfection.
Marissa
age 16
Arizona.
I’m not obese, nor am I too thin. I’m not beautiful, nor am I gut-wretchedly hideous. I’m not tall, I’m not blond, I don’t have 20/20 vision, I have wide hips and curvy thighs, my eyes are a little too big and my lips are little too full. I have a wide jaw and a circle face, I have an awkward stance and I slouch when I should sit up.
But I am perfect because I can recognize my flaws. I know what I’m good at. I can write, I can draw. I may not be physically attractive, but I try my hardest to be kind to everyone I meet. I’m not very outgoing, because I stutter a lot and make mistakes. I know I can’t be the best, no can I be the most beautiful, but I know that I can be me and that’s enough. I have a boyfriend, and he accepts for who I am because I am me. I wear huge, dorky, red bifocals. I wear combat boots with my dresses. I never wear makeup. I play video games, I sing, I dance. (Of course, none of those three things I can do very well..~)
I’m perfect because I know what makes me imperfect. I’ll never be perfect, and I don’t strive to be. I can accept who I am.
You’re like me
A LOT like me 
I play video games, sing, and dance too(I also wear my combat boots with almost everything). Being perfect is being who you are and making mistakes. Learning from your mistakes and finding your own path in life, not following anyone else’s. 
-Rachel
11, Ironwood, Michigan
“I must learn to love the fool in me. The one who feels too much, tale too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries. “. Theodore Isaac Rubin
“You’re a human thing. You’re a human thing. Who do ya think that you’re fooling? You’re not fooling, you’re not fooling me. ” Frazey Ford “Human Thing”
I’m 51 and still wrestling with all the issues of “perfection” society has thrust upon us. The belief in being “successful” in doing everything “right” in being “somebody.” It’s all crap & has kept me trapped, living someone else’s (a lot of someone else’s) versions of what my life “should” be. Don’t believe the hype. Don’t buy in to this notion. It’s a trap and a soul-killer. Whoever you are, you are perfect because you are perfectly human. You will make mistakes. You will make bad choices. You will get your heart broken & your spirit crushed. But you will also experience joy, genuine laughter, true love, amazement at the world and the universe and other people. Love yourself just the way you are. I know it’s hard. I’ve been there. I know it can be a struggle every day. But your humanness, your perfect imperfection is what allows you to experience the world as only YOU can. Be free. Be whoever you want to be, do whatever you want to do – just as long as you try not to hurt anybody. Because life is an unbelievably immense and incredible buffet – but you only get to come to the table once. Elizabeth G.
I’m perfect because I make mistakes and sometimes bad choices. I wouldn’t change any of it, as being imperfect has made me who I am today. I cry, get angry, smile but, I’m human and that is why I am perfect. Being human and unique is why we are all perfect.
I would say that i am perfect, we all are in our own pecial way no matter what people say, thats what i do. I dont pay attention to people around me who think they are better than me because if people act like that it just proves how unperfect they really are, the best thing you can do is love yourself and be your own kind of perfect. Being perfect is just being yourself and that makes you perfect. <3 Ellen hopkins truly is inspiring.
I am perfect by my own definition. I am human by my own flesh and blood. I walk with others who feel and act differently then I do. I don’t know what perfect really means. The definition changes for everyone because of personal preferences. I’m alive which means I’ve done something right in my life. I’m accepting my faults and loving them slowly. I admire myself closely now. I am perfect because I’m changing. Not for anyone else but me. Accepting life and whatever it may throw at you makes you great. Looks and money don’t make you perfect. It’s your soul
Stay individual
Caroline
Georgia
I am not perfect.
Not in the eyes of the world.
However, I am perfectly me.
I’ve been through the good and bad of life, and I am still able to smile. My life has been far from perfect, but it has made me who I am; someone I am very proud to be. I am beautiful, and so are you.
I am perfect, in every way, and in every sense. there is nothing wrong with me, just inhale, exhale, everything will(hopefully) be ok.
My idea of perfection is being the best person your capable of being, living life to the fullest and having no regrets, doing the things in life that you want to do most and doing your best in succeeding. there’s no such thing as being perfect because we are all human. Humans make mistakes, that is that. Accept those mistake and move forward. Never dwell on the bad because when you do, your basically searching for it. And it will find you. Love with all your heart and use your brain. Laugh at every single joke you hear just because it’s healthy for your soul. Never underestimate anybody, but especially yourself. Don’t put yourself down because you are beautiful in very single. Don’t let words or anybody else bring you down, is it really worth it to let someone put you to the ground? Cry when you have to let something out. Emotions are like a soda in a can. We keep them all bottled up and someone is always looking to shake you and you explode on an innocent person. Don’t feel stupid when your wishing on shooting stars or 11:11. It’s better to wish for something than do absolutely nothing. Remember you live once. So make is count. Perfection is being yourself and accept you.
I believe the only perfect being is God, but Jesus died to pay for our sins, and if you turn to him, God will see Jesus’ perfection when he looks at you (instead of our sins). I think that is the most amazing thing I have ever heard. That is the definition of true love. I learned what I know of love from God because he is the author of love. He is love. And he loves me, no matter how imperfect I may be. I’m not perfect. I was a slave to cutting and self-abuse for 4 years, but I wouldn’t take any of it back. I would not change anything I’ve done, and I would not give any of my scars back. God is so awesome. He is the one who makes perfection out of the evil things I have done and will do in the future. I love the song that says, “You make beautiful things out of the dust/ You make beautiful things out of us.” I have seen God make true beauty come from the ugliest situations and the most depressed people. He made me beautiful in his eyes, and he did the same for my fiancee. He will do the same for anyone who asks because he loves us all. I used to hate myself. I used to want to die. I was like Vanessa in IMPULSE, but no more. God has brought me out of the grave I carved for myself, and he sent me the most amazing man I could ever imagine to love me and make me feel special and beautiful. God uses my fiancee daily to show me his love for me. My Chris is an amazing image of God’s love.
There is perfection, but it can only come from the Father.
Kelsey,
20
Lancaster, Pa.
I think I have many flaws, I’m short, weak, and not really smart, and I don’t have a girlfriend. I’ve none many things wrong, I look at porn, masturbate, and I don’t like my family.
But dispite it all, I think this makes me perfect, because I’m romanitc, and treat women with respect, and I know that I’ll be content were ever I go in live. and my parents expect me to be like my sister, have a 4.0 GPA and get straight A’s and get a full ride scholarship to college. But I’m not my sister, I’m Tyler and I’ll do what I can do for the best of me. I’m taking a CNA class to start on my medical career and if I can’t get any further than that, I’ll be fine being a CNA. I’ve also applied to a college and got denied, I have a accumulative GPA of 2.7 and I’m not the smartest in my class, I’m failing two classes. I vlog every day to tell people about my life and the things going on in it. and I like vlogging.
I’m also an anarchist, America sucks in actuallity, I’m an animal rights activist and a civil rights activist, and I believe in equality for all.
But to me, although it looks like a lot of flaws, this is what makes me perfect in my own way, and I’m content with that.
I’m not sure there’s anything that makes me perfect, I have many flaws that make me who i am. IT makes me know that the people close to me have their own kind of perfect and kindness. They care able accept my flaws and forgive me for them. I can only hope that one day I’ll be their kind of perfect too.
Emily
14
Affton, MO
I think somehting that makes me perfect is the fact that I’m not perfect at all. I try not to acknowledge my weaknesses or strengths, but I accept the fact that I am, was never, and never will be perfect. And that’s exactly where I want and need to be.
Elisa
Chicago – area
i have never thought good about my self, i always feel to tall, to fat, and to ugly.
i felt like no one wanted me in the life or to be around me.
i felt like i was the worst person in the world.
and the people in my life didnt help me feel any better.
i cut a lot for a while too.
i read your books and realize there are people out there who have issues like i feel.
and your books make me realize i shouldnt be down on myself all the time.
i just started perfect and i love it already!
and i hope it helps me even more to understand that i am perfect how i am and i should be happy with myself.
and not wanna change, for anyone.
thank you for your books.
they are amazing. your an amazing author.
come to pittsburgh! i want to meet you!
keep on writing(:
Perfect: What is it? Well frankly there is no exact definition because the word isn’t even perfectly described. But to our society, our government, perfect is when somebody does exactly what they are told does it all correct and never disobeys or fails. Now to be completely honest, that is an extremely high lever of expectation to have of anybody. My personal definition of perfect is when you are yourself, when you accept yourself because perfection is only a state of mind. If you believe that you have found perfection in and amoung yourself and your peers than that is perfectly fine because it’s what makes you well perfect. You ever hear the line, “You’re perfect just the way you are.” I love that line because that means somebody has found acceptance of your flaws and believes that with all that you are “perfect.” It’s quite sweet to have somebody tell you that they think you’re perfect because it should make you feel good about yourself and that you need not change for anybody, and that’s the problem, so many chase perfection only to let themselves down when really perfection is only found inside yourself becasue it is a state of mind (sorry repeating myself, but it’s true). Perfection is just acceptance of one’s self. I cannot explain that in any other way. We all have our personal definitions for the word but that’s truely the only universal definition and once people understand that, there won’t be as many problems with confidence and things like that. Maybe we will one day learn and realize that we are all perfect in our own special way.
Katie. 16. Arizona.
I honestly don’t think that perfect should be an adjective. I don’t believe in perfection. Perfection is something people believe is nearly necessary. It’s the walls they build, for themselves. The way they look, the way they act, the people they are with, all must be perfect, to feel perfect. There is no reason to feel perfect.
I think happiness is what people should strive for. Happiness is all that is needed and I’m on my road to happiness.
Niki V D
14
New Zealand
I took a bit of time to read some of these entries, pondering the reason that I’m perfect and I’ve come to only one logical answer: I’m not perfect. I will never be perfect in everyone’s eyes. Hell, I’m never going to be perfect in my own eyes. I’m awkward, and clumsy, and over worried, and depressed and I think differently. But I’m also charming, and funny, and caring, and creative and intelligent. I’m never going to be perfect, but I’m perfectly okay with that. I wouldn’t want to be anybody but who I am.
I am perfect because I have made it through all the rollercoasters of this crazy world. I have made it through abuse and drugs and mental illness (depression, bipolar, suicidal tendencies) and I am still standing today. I am perfect because even through all those things I still find beauty in everyday life. I’m perfect because I’m klutzy, goofy and awkward. I don’t think that perfection is any one thing. I think it is a person’s mistakes, flaws, weaknesses, strengths, beauties, and personality all rolled into one. Being perfect is just being who you are inside. Love you for who you really are, and never try to change for someone. Do not judge others because of the way they are or the life they’ve led. Love everyone. Perfection is just being happy in your own skin.
Live for you,
love passionately,
never give up,
stand your ground,
make a brighter tomorrow!
tess
I am not perfect. I have done things I really dont regret. I let myself fall into a bottomless pit of darkness. I think of life as a fairytale with a not so happily ever after ending. I am not perfect.
-London 16
As Bernard Waber wrote, “Nobody is perfect”. What he did not write was that you aren’t perfect for someone else, but you are perfect for yourself. In the end, that is all that matters. As long as you can be you and do your thing, that’s perfection right there. What makes me perfect? I’m not unique. I’m not special. Nor do I want to be. I’m flawed. I am a perfectly, flawed me. And that’s good enough for me.
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No one can be “perfect” because every ones definition of perfect is different, but perfect to me is alive, healthy, and happy. I of many people are three of these things. I’m still young and don’t want to put a label on myself as perfect, because face it I’m never really going be perfect anyone’s eyes, but in mine I am.
-Aea-
13
Louisiana
Being your self is what make you perfect. Dont let others judge you for what choices you make, unless you ask for their judgement. Its not their life to jugde in the first place.
Brent Smith- What a shame to judge a life that you cant change. What a shame to have to beg you to see that we’re not all the same.
So many teen suicides happen because of people thinking they have to be someone else to be “perfect”. Its just another label. Why should Anybody elses opinion matter but YOURS!
I think sometimes people look to far into the details of things rather than the big picture. If you TRY to be perfect STOP! It’s an impossible task. I think we need to just accept who we are, voice out opionons, and try to be a good person. That’s enough for me anyway. I don’t want to be perfect and I don’t try to be perfect. I just want to be my own independent person… and I am.
- Kaitlin
What makes me perfect is my inability to be perfect, or at least the perfect we all strive for. To me, perfection is a urban legand: There may always be different truths to it but you can never locate the whole truth within it. The best we can do is just accept who we are and not throw it all away on a whim and skip. I will never be perfect, and neither will you, its just how the wheel turns. The truth I believe is in perfection is the hope for the future and what it will bestow.
I’m perfect because i make mistakes. <3
Nobody can be perfect. It is imperfections that make us beautiful individuals.
I just wanted to post a quote here that I think goes very well with most of what people here are saying…
“Everything will be okay in the end. If it isn’t okay, it’s not the end.”
Ill remember that
i will remember that too, its actually such a good quote !
I think trying to describe what is “perfect” is like trying to describe love.
It has a different meaning to everyone because no two people are the same. We’re all “perfect” in our own way and that is what makes us ourselves
what makes me perfect… ???
I have no idea…
i think im perfect because everyone has their own story to tell and my story made me who i am today made me, think the way i do, make decisions the way i do. Not only is it the things that i do that make me perfect its also the people in my life, if i didnt have these people i probably wouldnt be here, they keep me alive and make me feel perfect. they make me feel like im special, and i actually mean something in their life, and no many people in my life make me feel that way….. so the decisions i make and the people that i have in my life, is the reason why i am perfect! besides all of that im just an awesome person !
kathleen taylor
age 17
brampton, ontario, canada !
There is no such thing as perfection because well we strive for perfection the only thing we achieve is imperfection.
We shall always try to honor those who have lost the battle against the mirror or the soul within them but perfection comes at the price of imperfection
Cliche but i dont care everyone no matter what you say or anyone tells you YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL
I am perfect because I am flawed.
Victoria T.,
14, Canada.
I might want to change a few things But then I wouldn’t be me. I’m like Jenna I have the curves and a size 7 but I’m not fat? If that makes sense. But like Kendra I wan’t to be skinnier but I love myself to not eat. But Perfect to me is being myself not trying to be some one I’m not as Eminem put is “I say want I want to say. I do what I want to do. There’s no in between. You’ll either love me for it or hate me for it.” I am me. I am Perfect. And don”t hate yourself because that just gives others the right to do the same.
Love Lizzie
I’m perfect because I’m not.
i think what is me perfect is that i have different ways to look at things and see people differently then what another people would say about it.And somethings you my mind can change from thinking all negative and positive at the same time, but i can’t be really perfect about myself because we all not perfect at all, sometimes people think that we all live a perfect live but we don’t and we all different from your region and the way we were raise are kids from different parts of the world and it dose me perfect at all or another people in world.
Who could be perfect in world?
Answer: i think someone people can be perfect and some can’t at all.
I think I am perfect because of my troubled past. I never had an issue with bulling, must people just left me alone and I liked it that way. In 6th grade a girl made fun of me and my bubble of innocence was popped! From them until about a year ago (freshmen year) i was struggling with self harm and depression. I made new friends in high school who helped me get the support i needed to push through, and now I am a stronger person. Why does this make me perfect? Because you can only be as perfect as you want yourself to be, and that’s what i am not.
-Sami 15
NY, US
Gay Pride.
Lesbian. Gay. Bisexual. Transgender.
Homo. Faggot. Sissy. Devil.
We are all the SAME. So why do we call names?
Our fellow brothers and sisters are getting,
Bullied. Threatened. Murdered.
Our brothers and sisters are committing suicide,
Because they try to hide who they are inside.
1,488 suicides a year! you hear?
When you say,
“thats soooo gay”
Do you know what youre really saying?
Now what my fellow brothers and sisters dont understand is that,
ITS OKAY TO BE GAY.
They were born this way, you see?
It wasnt a choice, but still most of them have lost their voice.
No where in the bible does it say “its not okay to be gay.”
Any way why is it a ‘sin’ for carrying and marrying the one you love?
And arent the people who believe in a greater above suppose to love and treat everyone equally.
When they end up being the bully.
And now i think its time for the government to take some hints.
Dont ask, Dont tell?
More like what the hell.!
If they can serve why throw a curve ball and say they cant be open,
everything they have been hopin’ was gone.
Holy Cow! Only five states allow?.
Why is it so scary to marry the one you love?
Their not allowed to give blood;
Thou it could save a life.
Their not allowed to adopt;
Thou it saves a child from living a confusing life.
And yet we say they are unconstitutional.
So ive said my peace,
lets decrease the homophobia in the United States of America.
LESBIAN.
GAY.
BISEXUAL.
TRANSGENDER.
-Aspen Storme(:
This is what makes me perfect. Speaking my mind and not afriad to be myself.
Amen sista
this just made me smile sooooo much
you are amazing,
and for that i wish to be able to speak my mind like you one day!~
-lightening
There’s no such thing as perfection, if there was perfection there wouldn’t be so much chaos. Our flaws is what makes us who we are; perfection just seems like another word for “following the crowd”. Why be like someone else? Why not be yourself? Perfection; it’s just a nother word for someone you’re not.
What makes me perfect? I think that I am perfect because I am who I am, and I’m not going to change that for anyone.
I think I’m not perfect. No one can be perfect. But, I do think that by trying to find out who I am. Fighting past my scars and all the things that has happened to me. That gets me as close to perfect as I can be. Being me is pretty much being perfect.
Perfection, thankfully, is something I’ve never been conserned with. I believe that we all all messed up in one way or another and I guess I’ve just come to terms with that fact. But just because we’re messed up doesn’t mean we should just give up, there’s always room to improve and that’s the beauty of being not perfect!
I’m happy being a mess, I don’t always like/love it, but I know it’s for the best.
im perfect in my own way. im perfect because im not afraid to be me.
I’m perfect because i know who i am now eventhough it took me some time to figure it out. I love who I am and i never want that to change.
And that shouldn’t be for just me; that’s something that everyone should realize about theirselves some point in their life before they make a decision and that could permanently change them forever.
Life is too short to worry about how others think you should be. You should stay true to who you are, no matter what other people say or think.
“After perfection there exist nothing higher. Not even room for creation which means there is no room for wisdom or talent either. Perfection is despair”
In reality, there is no such thing as perfect. We like to make it an illusion that perfect exists. No one is perfect and i wish some people would realize that before freaking out over 99averages or give themselves to a knife, Do drugs to make it all better (ie. Me and my friends). If theres one thing I learned in my 16 yrs of life, It’s that life isnt perfect
like kristina i have a meth addiction.i was told it was ok, but its a highway to hell, im working hard to overcome it, i even stopped cold turkey,but hell, it’s hard. i have a family but they dont give 2 cents about me,and my dad’s a fucking loser,but i have friends who are trying to help me. wish me luck
Hmmm….What makes me perfect? In all actuality, nothing. I have flaws; Oh boy, tons of flaws! Sometimes I’ll talk too loud, like, REALLY loud. I guess I just do that on accident. I’m lazy, and hate doing anything that takes effort. I sometimes don’t take things seriously. I could say the stupidest things, and have a small temper when I get called dumb because I’m a blond. I can be a little guarded; my boyfriend is always telling me I need to say “I love you” more. I didn’t have the best childhood growing up, and I never talk to my dad. I hardly speak up about what I want, and I can keep my emotions bottled in.
But…I guess I have my perks, too. I try to be a “Glass-half-full” type of girl, and always stay optimistic. I like to greet people in the halls to make them feel good. When I meet someone new, I don’t push them away if they make a bad impression. And, if they are silly (like most of my friends), I learn to accept them as they are by telling myself that everyone can be different; have different thoughts, feelings, and pasts. I like to make jokes to get people to laugh, and have fun.
I guess I’m not all the way “perfect”, but I’m perfectly fine with that.
I have almost no idea what makes me perfect. My self esteem is horrible even if people always tell me im pretty, gorgeous, hot etc… cos thats what they see. i see an ugly fat girl who cuts herself. Funny thing is that i dnt even try to hide the cuts anymor, too obvious. Im well aware that my life isnt as bad as it could be, but my mind ends up being my worst enemy in the long run. but if i had to pick one thing that made me “perfect” it would be that regardless of whoever the person is, i love to make someone smile
same thing with me so at least you know that your not the only one. : )
I’m not perfect at all. Some think I’m the most perfect dughter. But behind the walls all my secrets comes out. All my pain unwrapes. I am nothing but a looser. Some say I’m not afraid to do any thing but I am
Perfection isn’t about your looks, it isn’t about who wears better clothes and who’s got better shoes. It’s about who you really are inside. I, am not perfect. I have many flaws and many other people out there too. I honestly never want to be perfect, i want to live my life as any other average teenage girl. Perfection is very hard to find/acheive.
Perfect?
What is perfect? Everything and anything people do or say or how they look doesn’t seem to satisfy everyone in the world. What makes me perfect? Just how understanding, and excepting I am to everyone and anyone in the world.
I think the hardest thing for most people to understand about perfection is that there is no right or wrong way for it to be defined. There are billions of definitions for perfect. Once you accept that, then perfection will just be a word. Not something to live up to or kill yourself over. And in my mind, that’s the way it’s supposed to be.
Mackenzie; age 15
Macomb, IL
i know im not perfect, im a freak i see things in a different way than ohter people do. i dont care what i do or what i say. does that make me perfect? if it does i dont feel like it. im a loser, loner ect. i think perfect is a word i will never understand.
now i see that your mii sister because you see the things that i do to
Perfection is perfection.
I’m 21 and I say my 3 year old is my perfection.
-Perfection. Perception. They sound a lot alike for a reason.
-Perfection: Eveybody percieves it to be something different.
-Ask 100 different people what perfect is, and you get 100 different answers (i.e.-this page)
So even though this is just my own perception of perfection, here it is: I am perfect because I do not try to define “perfect”. Society as a whole tends to make people feel worthless by creating an imaginary definition of “perfect.” Once you realize it doesn’t exist and the people who believe it does are worse off than you because of it, then, and only then, can you achieve your full self-confidence.
What makes me perfect?
Well, I’d have to say my scars make me perfect. I’ve had them my entire life. Going through 4 different surgeries in just 17 years is pretty amazing. At first I hated my scars. But now, I’ve come to love them. Everyone I know always asks about them. Even my boyfriend who I’ve only been seeing for a few weeks has told me multiple times that they are beautiful. I would never want to change a thing about me. Nothing at all. My scars are perfect. They make me who I am today
I am perfect because I’m not perfect~
Being Perfect is too mainstream.
Do your own thing.
No one can be perfect.
If you ever look in the mirror, and ask yourself ‘why am I not this or that?’ just ask yourself. What is skinny? What is normal? What is beauty? What is strong? What is smart?
Everyone has a different answer, a different example to each and every one of these things. Don’t waste your time trying to make anyone, even one person, except yourself happy of who you are. After a bad phase in my life, I started to look in the mirror, and say “Wow. I like who I am. How could I have not seen this person before?” And it was just an amazing change to like who I was.
Being perfect is something people struggle with every day. Even I do. There really isn’t anything that’s perfect especially people. Everyone makes mistakes, everyone has flaws. Flaws are what make you, you, right? Flaws are our imperfections, imperfections are the same as perfections. I still struggle with how I look, it’s just me. But perfection goes a long way, and some people take the high road to get there.
I would love to be the person to say that there are many great things that make me perfect. That out of everyone, me being who I am equals perfection. Except it doesn’t; not always. If I was perfect I don’t think I would have anything to hide. Except I do; everyday.
I think the key to being perfect in todays society is revealing all of the imperfections you hold within. I can say for a fact that I have many weaknesses and defects that inhibit me from doing alot of things, but these flaws help me stand out from just the average person. It makes me, me. An irreplaceable being that was put on this Earth to be different, if not only by a bit. I think this makes me perfect; at least in someone’s eyes.
Victoria
Aug,GA
wat makes me perfect is that i kno who i am. i kno wat i want, and i go for it— being myself the whole way while i get there. i love me inside & out, and in my personal opinion thats all that matters. for all those other people who don’t like me, well…it’s their problem and their loss. cuz i’m perfect no matter wat others say. and perfectly unique in my own perfectly unique way. MY MAMA NAMED ME PRINCESS & I’M PROUD OF IT!!! duces!
I am perfect because i am human. I love, hate, cry, feel, and die when my time comes. I am perfect just for having emotions. I know how to speak, see, hear, touch, taste, and smell. Just for being human, I am perfect. We all have our own ways of dealing with things and our own ideas of a god or a higher power. but no matter what, we are the ones to shape this planet. Every human being, animal, plant, and molecule out there is fundamental for this planet to live. We are who we are and we are perfect.
That’s really cool, Oktobre. I agree.
Perfect? I’m not perfect. No one is. I would change a lot about me but in the end I’m still not going to be ‘perfect’. I don’t love myself.. I can’t. But fact, I never really tried. I’m all flaws
What makes me perfect is that I am imperfect. I’ve struggled with self injury, depression, and bipolar disorder. All these things shape me and make me perfect. Being able to admit I have issues and I’m not perfect makes me perfect.
I’m perfect just because i accept myself and let no one define me and push me to be something I’m not
People are saying there not to thin or fat but that is not what makes you perfect
being perect is excepting who u are not because of who you are but because of how others perceive you
being perfect has nothing to do at all with how others perceive you. wat matters most is how you look at yourself. if you judge you and your life on wat others think then in my personal opinion that is a pretty dreadful living that i can’t see turning out good. there’s always —know matter wat anyone says— someone out there that doesn’t like you. think about it, the whole world can’t love you. but the thing is, that’s okay. i have people who like me and people who don’t, but if i took all their opinions and try to mold myself with them, i still wouldn’t be able to please everyone. wat needs to happen is that you build up the confedence to judge yourself instead of letting your peers and whoever else do that job for you.
Sorry_No Offense_Just Speakin My Mind,
Princess
I think in today’s society, they expect the girls to be beautiful, and the guys in sports, strong, and girl magnets. That is their definition of perfect.
The girls feel the need to be thin, and when they get thin, they move on to the next flaw about themselves. Like maybe their breasts, and then it goes to their hair, and then their zits, ect.
The guys, depending on how big they are, they think that they don’t need to lose weight, but only build muscle to make it in a sport. Or maybe some guys think that they need to get good enough grades to get the job they want. And then they need girls to like them? Not all of them want to be players, or sleep around. Guys can be gay too. I don’t get why other guys have such a problem with gay guys. I mean, doesn’t that just leave more girls for you?
well im in class with my friend kayla and she wants me to tell my brother my secret but i say wat if he doesnt except me wat do i do?
In my honest beliefe there is no true form of perfection. There is nothing perfect in life. Everything and everyone is unique and different in their own ways. Love, love is far from perfect; it’s completely unpredictable and is constantly in motion. I don’t understand why people think they must obtain perfection in order for their lives’ to be complete. Everyday people yearn and yearn to obtain perfection, it will drain you. So please don’t lose yourself in an obsession to become perfect, accept life for what it is and what has given to you and what it will continue to give you. Find love. Find happiness. Find peace. Always trust. Always hope. Find yourself. Enjoy life, it only happens once.
Ellen, darling, I love you books, all of them. You are a very unique and passionate being. I am looking very forward to Smoke, the sequel to Burned. Also, I must ask and also suggest if it is appropriate, are you ever going to make Crank, Glass, and Fallout into movies? I truly hope so and I believe it would be amazing because those are fabulous books. Not only those, but any of your other books as well? I believe that is something, if it is something you believe you’d possibly like to do, I believe that is something worth looking into. I would be very grateful if you could reply to this message. Thank you for listening.
Ellen, if you did make a movie out of any…or all…of these books, i promise that i would go see them. i think the movie thing is a great suggestion!
It has taken me 33 of my 36 years on this earth to realize my imperfections are what makes me perfect to my husband. I have struggled to be comfortable in my own skin my entire life. My husband, Neale, knows the pain I have endured but does not see the scars the pain caused. He sees me as a beautiful, and through his eyes, I am slowly learning to see myself the same way.
Perfect is what you make of it. Like Ellen Hopkins has said in her book, it has no concrete meaning. Perfect, to me, is kind of like reality. Everyone views it differently. It’s kind of like when your looking at clouds, you say one looks like a bunny, while someone else may say that it looks more like a dog. When it comes to being “perfect” it all depends on what your definition of it is. To me perfect means being true to yourself and never being afraid to act like who you truly are. But, that’s only for me. Perfect is different for everyone. That’s how it is and how it most likely will always be.
Perfect means to be yourself and to be that with confidence and faith. It doesn’t matter if other people think you are perfect, as long as you are who you are and never change according to someones wants. Eventually, you will be needed just the way you are.
i love wat you wrote and i completely agree!
I am perfect because I recognize that I am not. I realize that I have flaws. I am ugly. I am fat. I will be alone. I have realized that being perfect means accepting all of that and moving on and focusing on the things that make me happy. I have a family. I am safe.
I don’t want to be perfect, I simply want to be me and perhaps maybe one day that will be enough.
But for now, being imperfect and flawed means reality, and I am so tired of living in dreams.
I am imperfect and I think its beautiful.
I think ur right!
What makes me “perfect?” There is no way to answer that, because no one is perfect. Even though people do say there is something perfect about everyone. Its a big contradiction. Everyone knows there flaws, but the worst of us know what is perfect about us. I can’t really think what makes me perfect. You could pick out so much about yourself that makes you “perfect.” I know that I’m not a perfect daughter, student, or older sister. I try to work to my way to what my parents, peers, or siblings think perfection is. I honestly don’t want to be perfect. I’d rather live with my imperfections. Imperfections makes everyone seems somewhat normal. Because to me I am worthless, ugly, mistake, horrible, fat person. I live with it and I accept every minute of it. I think that people who think they are perfect in every shape, way, and form are just cocky and uber confident. Those people aren’t perfect they are like everybody else though.
-Jamiee
Fullerton, Nebraska
Age: 17
My imperfections make me perfect. My acknowledgement of my imperfections make me perfect. My dreams and my hopes make me perfect. Moving forward and living makes me perfect. Overcoming, or even just battling, the problems in life make me perfect.
I believe that being “perfect” should really be about if you happy with yourself. You are perfect as long as you love yourself and always know that no matter what happens everything will turn out okay. While being happy with who you are can be so hard, especially these days, i believe that when you finally accept who you are it will make you see that you have already reached that “perfection.” I wish i could say i already have, but sadly some things in my life just dont match up right now, times are tough, with my family, friends and myself but at the end of the day even when i find myself reaching to be perfect and wishing i could be i always remind myself that we are all perfect in our own ways. We just need to accept it.
I look at my imperfections as what makes me perfect. They make me who I am, and who I am will never change. I am me. I am imperfect. I am Perfect…
I am not perfect. Nobody is. It is a elusive word with no definite meaning. With no definition how can we classify our selves? We can’t.
Well when ppl would ask what is something I regret or wish i wouldn’t do i would say cut.. But truth be told now i don’t want to stop all the time and i got in a fight with my mom once over that and i got something verygood out of it.. I met my real dad… He didn’t want me when i was little but now he is older and more mature.. So i believe everything happens for a reason.. And makes us who we r.
I haven’t read all of the comments but this is what come first in my mind…
The word ‘perfect’ shouldn’t be existed since it destroys people. It make people go against each other. I don’t consider myself being perfect because I honestly am not perfect. I know that I am beautiful and normal person. I am Deaf person and I don’t know how to speak since I was born Deaf. My family is Deaf also. Growing up, other people always try to fix Deaf people because they look at us as we are abnormal and not perfect enough to fit in with them. ‘Perfect’ is a danger word. And I think nothing is perfect. We were made this way and we should embrace who we all are. It doesn’t matter if people think you are not perfect or so perfect, everyone is beautiful and normal. There are reasons why we are this way.
<3
Amen to that!
Perfection is
a rainstorm cold as ice
in the middle of winter
Perfection is
a blind bird with a broken wing
that didnt live long enough
Perfection is
a tree bent, twisted, and turned
with red spraypaint around its trunk
Perfection is
imperfection
What makes me perfect is that, I accept me for who I am. I am PERFECT. To me perfect, perfect is looking in the mirror, and accepting myself, regardless of who says im not. I am not trying to say I am perfect, but in my eyes I am. I dont regret anyting.
Too true. I totally agree.
Nothing make perfect. Morbid, but its true and I can’t help but think this way. Stupid society. More than anything I would like to look in the mirror and be happy with what I see. Be happy with my eyes that are too close together my nose that is to big, my face that is to wide, my thighs that are not skinny enough, my legs that are not tall enough. Then it’s like right when im almost there, just that close to being comfortable in my own skin, I turn on the tv, pick up.amazing, go too school, or even just walk out side and see all the beautiful things in this world, I relize I lessen signifigantly in comparison. I should’nt feel like im perfect cause im not. I can’t survive in this world when looks matter so much. Im so far from perfect
Personally I don’t think there is a such thing as perfect, perfection is overrated, imperfection is underrated. It really doesn’t matter what anyone thinks of you, it only matters what you think. I tell a really good friend of mine that all the time. I tell him things that any good friend or good parent should tell him. He’s like my own kid in a way, he reminds me of some of the characters in these books. Whenever he’s in a dark place, I always pull him out. He does the same for me. I tell him imperfection is awesome, perfection is stupid and unrealistic. We are all imperfect in our own ways and the more imperfect the better and in my own personal opinion the cooler it is. XD
couldn’t put it any better
I’m 17 and I’m bi sexual and what makes me perfect is that I don’t care what others think about me!
I’m perfectly imperfect
I realize that I have a problem with this. Perfect isn’t what I am, but I wish I was. I turned 13 in July, so I’m still pretty young, but I don’t look that way. I’m 5’6, and volleyball is my best sport. My Mom played volleyball, even tried out for the Olympics, but didn’t make it. I actually told her yesterday that I was going to try this when I’m older. I get straight A’s, and I recently began having thoughts about dieting. I feel that perfect is what you set for yourself, and not what other people see in you. Your worst enemy is you, and the only person standing in your way is you.
Does perfection even exist? I will be the first to say that I am not perfect. I do not conform, nor do I want to. I do not fit any of the criteria for what many would refer to as perfection. But I love myself as is. I am perfectly imperfect.
What makes me perfect? Simple, I am perfect, because I know there are many things I’m not good at.
I’m perfect because I know where my strengths and weaknesses are and I know how to use them. I know I am not perfect, and am okay with that. I know that perfection doesn’t exist, however I know I am perfect because I accept my flaws and am proud of who I am.
Well i’ve thought alot about what the word “perfect” means and have came to the conclusion that no one is, but I think that people are in there own ways. I have always thought I’m perfect because of material things but it’s not. To be honest I think I’m perfect because of the good things and the bad that I do because of what I learn from the experience of what happens. Some might think it’s stupid but that’s what I believe.
What makes me perfect? I’m imperfect. I’m my own self. I’ve beaten myself up in the past because of the way I look because I have to much this not enough that. I’m perfect beacause I know there is no such thing as perfect. You can’t please everyone without losing sight of who you truly are. Your perfectly you and that’s all that matters. You shouldn’t have to be “perfect” to be accepted by others. The people who truly love you will accept you no matter how you look, because they see the beauty that lies within you not the beatuy that you can only see from the outside. What makes me perfect? There’s noboday out there that’s more me than me
you are so right and i am glad other people realize that. so many people i know and love do not understand.
I think what makes you perfect are the small characteristics that you like about yourself and are recognized often. ( Obviously they wouldn’t be negative)
i am perfect because i accept who i am and i don’t need anyone to validate me. I am smart and strong and beautiful just the way i am. I am nowhere near perfect but that is what makes me me.
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What makes any human being perfect is being 100% themselves. There are so many fraud girls and guys at my school it’s ridiculous. I mean it’s kinda hard to be perfect, well, impossible. Even if I hate myself, I always have a smile on my face. For anyone who is reading this, it isn’t a good look to not be yourself and follow the crowd. The people you look up too, should be their own individual… It’s like photocopying…. Be true to yourself and you’re perfect enough, even if it sounds corny it will always be true!
I am perfect because I am here. I am alive. My heart is still beating, I am still breathing. I have struggled for years trying and failing to live up to my families unreal expectations. I have fallen into deep depression, resorting to drinking and drugs. resorting to cutting myself. I have scars all over my arms and legs. But I have gotten better and those scars make me perfect because they show the world that I am imperfect. I am human, prone to weakness and insecurity. I am perfect because I am imperfect
–Joe
Hollis, Maine
17 years old
Perfect, deffinition: Flawless.
No one is flawless, of course, God is the only perfection, but you are your own version of flawless. No one could ever copy you, because you yourself is God’s vision of perfection for you and only you.
Brittany Dawnn
Green Sea, SC
Perfect is what drove me to stop eating. Perfect drove me to cut. Perfect drove me to contemplating suicide. But it was my dad who drove me to the hospital. And since then I know there is no perfect. There is nothing but me and those who support me on my way to recovery, to health and feeling enough. Good enough, smart enough, skinny enough, pretty enough. That’s what perfect should be.
I think I’m perfect because I’m me and don’t try to be anyone but myself. I’ve come a long way because I used to be afraid of what others thought of me and was afraid to be myself but I found friends who became best friends and who accept me for me. I’m no longer afraid to be who I truly am and be crazy and outgoing because I accept who I am. I think everyone’s perfect is different because everyone is different. Perfect to me is being yourself and accepting yourself and just being happy which is why I think I’m perfect.
I used to think that being perfect meant having the best grades, being the prettiest, being popular/cool, and just not having any flaws at all. I somehow wanted to be like that. I wanted to be the smartest kid. I wanted to be skinny and wanted to lose weight because I was told that I had some poundage that didn’t look good. I wanted to be cool so other people could see that I wasn’t a loserl. I belittled myself because I thought everyone was better than me. I was just too much of a dweeb, too dorky, too weird, too unaccepted.
But weird is good. Weird is awesome.
I never thought that my flaws would give me self-confidence. I realized that I didn’t need to be that kind of perfect. This book emphasized that and made me reflect on how negative people can get with themselves because they aren’t ‘perfect’.
I am perfect because I am imperfect. I think that there is no real limit to the word ‘perfect’ because everyone is perfect in their own way. Everyone has their personalities and characteristics that qualify them to be perfect. My type of perfection is different from my brother’s interpretation of the word. I am healthy; I am unique; I am pretty inside and out; I am intelligent; I like my body; I have a loving family that accepts my way of being; I can think for myself and I need help at times; I make mistakes and learn from them; I grow from experiences; I can reach my goals; I can see, hear, touch, smell, and feel; I can cry, laugh, frown, and smile; I can disregard people’s expectations; and I can be me.
Why would anyone want to be what everyone else think is perfect? To be perfect is to be flawed. Without imperfections, one cannot find the meaning of perfection.
So I am happy to be perfect by being me.
Mayra, 17
TX
I think i am perfect because of my imperfections . Also because of the trails and struggles i have been through let me see people in different light . Like in shadows and outlines and in grey . The world does have some black and white but my world is now surrounded by grey and i see people with a different view . i got better not bitter and for that i am perfect.
What makes me perfect is everything i’ve ever done, everything i’ve ever seen, everything i’ve ever heard, everything that has been said or done to or about me. I am perfect because I break the mold. I am perfect because I am me. I don’t listen to society’s vision of “perfect”. I realize that, to succeed in this world, I don’t have to be stick thin, or look like everyone I see on the cover of a magazine, or on T.V. I don’t have to have the top grades, or the most friends, or the nicest clothes to be perfect. I am perfect because i’m perfectly happy being flawed.
As a teenager who used to struggle with self-injury due to self-image issues, the question “What makes you perfect?” is not the question I would feel comfortable answering about a year ago. In fact, its still pretty hard for me to answer today. Not because I feel self conscious anymore but because I spent so many years feeling self conscious.
What makes me perfect? The fact that I realize that I’m not perfect and I accept it. I know it sounds strange, but it’s true. I struggled through so much at such a young age and what that whole experience really taught me is that it’s okay to have flaws. Its okay to have insecurities. Its okay. But we can’t let these flaws and insecurities weigh us down.
Are there a few things I’d like to change about myself if I could? Yes, in a heartbeat. But honestly, who doesn’t have something that they don’t like about themselves? Its basic human nature.
The perfection in me is realizing that everybody has imperfections and knowing that its completely fine. Knowing that one small thing shouldn’t keep anybody from feeling small or feeling worthless. Teenage years are hard enough. Why do we have to criticize?
We are ALL perfectly imperfect. <3
i agree. we are perfectly imperfect
Being perfect is not never doing anything wrong but knowing when you do. Perfection is a state of mind; is varies from person to person, but true perfection is knowing in your heart that you’re where you’re supposed to be. Being happy with who you are. I’ve made mistakes, hurt the people I love, but that does not mean I am not perfect.
im perfect becuse im not a size one, becuase i have scars down my arms. im perfect because i stand up for myself and what i believe in. i am perfect because im me and no one can change that ♥
i kind of like your style. standing up to yourself kinda like me but what can i say? we’re different in a lot ways though
Perfect, to me, means great grades, excelling in athletics, and looking flawless. By flawless i mean my body must be perfectly toned and just the right size. When people look at me they cannot see any of my imperfections. As crazy as this sounds, it is what I must do to be accepted. Excelling in athletics and school means being nothing but the best at whatever it is i am doing. All A’s and being the MVP in whatever sport is in season is required. Nothing less is expected. These are very high standards I live up to. Sometimes I dislike them, but perfection has made me who I am today.
Perfect varies from person to person. This is mine.
Being perfect is having imperfections and loving them. Loving yourself.
I am perfect because nobody else can be me. only i can play my role in the world. my story is mine and mine alone. and really, isn’t that perfect?
ps i really admire everyone who has commented, reading why you are perfect is a blessing and i thank you
- Jamie Bell, 17
Pefection to me would be wakeing up in the morning not wishing I were dead, not needing to take medication, not feeling sad and angry 24/7 365 a year. Perfection is happiness.
I believe what make you perfect is being yourself, but that’s not the half of it. You can’t just be yourself. You must also be true to yourself. You must believe in yourself. You must trust in yourself. You’re perfect just by being you. So, don’t copy someone else because their “cool.” You must learn to be your own version of You. That’s where perfection begins. That’s what perfection is all about.
Being perfect isn’t always easy. In reality, no one is 100% perfect. We all have trouble either trusting ourselves and/or being true to ourselves (not lying to ourselves). Even I struggle with that a lot. It’s okay to not be perfect. But trying to be perfect, or being perfect in our own minds is okay, too.
(I meant to say what makes ‘Me’ perfect.) But, I also believe that to be true for others, too!
im not perfect at all. not good at anything but crying. i mean perfect is just just a word. as i see these comments i noticed that all of us care about perfection. i dont understand why people think im perfect. im not even close to cute. im just an 11 year old gothic i guess or people call me emo but i dont know. i dont even know who i am. i just dont understand why im in this world. sometime i wish everything was the same from when i was in first grade. my parents back together, but i hated my dad. i still do but what about perfection? there is no perfection in my world all there is, is darkness
Obviously their is nothing PERFECT in the world. But did you ever think that people may find your world Perfect. In all truth, I think the humna race as a whole is a huge disppointment to God. War, Murder, Racism, destruction of the world. Yeah. I’m going to agree with you and say the darkness in the world definitely overcomes all the Light. But sometimes, a glispe of light, in a world of darkness can bring tears to someone’s eyes. You seem, like a cool person, we should talk.
My daughter.
I am imperfectly perfect and I love myself
I don’t exactly know what makes you perfect. I’ve been taught that the only thing ever made perfect was God Himself. Nothing in this world can match Him. I want everything changed about me, because I don’t find myself the least bit beautiful or pretty. Nevertheless, I have true friends that tell me everything I never want to know. Things that change the way I’ve thought about myself. Things that make me insecure and confident all at the same time. Things that put smiles on my faces and tears in my eyes. Did you know the moon doesn’t have a glow? It’s only a reflection from the sun. . . Well, I believe none of us have a glow. How we reflect ourselves against the people we love and cherish holds our true Perfection. Perfection is the way people hold us and the way we hold them. It’s enough that what they see in front of them, that just saying “Hi!” to you, is a requirement in their life. Perfection is not what you see in the mirror. It’s what you see, when the mirror breaks.
I think that I am perfect in all of my own ways. People shouldn’t want to change a thing about themselves. Just because someone might think they’re better than you, doesn’t mean its actually true. I will do everything in my power to make sure people start being positive. I love everyone and you are beautiful no matter what ANYONE says! xoxoxoxo
“And we must all realize that there is no such thing
As perfection, But that we are all Imperfectly Perfect”
This is something I say to myself whenever I’m feeling down. I’m hoping to get it as a tattoo soon.
It is a line from a poem I wrote back in 9th grade.
I’ve been told many times that it’s so true, and some of the people even say that they now say this to themselves when they feel upset or not good enough.
I personally think EVERYONE should say this to themselves.
~love Jennifer =3
To me, no one can really say what the definition of perfect is…because in a world like this, nothing is perfect. If everything was perfect, nothing would be. Perfection doesn’t have a limit. You’ll keep on “improving” until you reach a stopping point where you believe its perfect. & then there is always more improving. so perfect? Perfect to me, is seeing everyone’s flaws & still seeing Perfect.
-Kirsten, 15, MO
ME? Perfect…. Far from, to hear all your life that you’re nothing but a failure, a lowlife like your mother, a fatty, an imperfection on a “perfect” world… It’s hard to call yourself perfect. Hardly enough it’s hard to hear from my boyfriend that I’m perfect in his eyes…. yeah I know, he makes me feel that way, but, only in the world we have to run away in… In the real world I’m anything but…
I know exactly how you feel. I’m sorry how you’re treated but know you’re not alone.
It doesn’t matter what anyone says, you have to believe in you! You look at yourself and all the wonderful things about you and i promise you, you will learn to love and adore yourself! And at least you have a boyfriend who though you don’t see it, he sees all the beauty in you and loves you, though i just learned to love myself its still hard for me to let others in, you’ve let someone in, so just know that you are wonderful and beautiful like he already does so you guys can love each other together!
I’m not perfect but i can deal with that. I love who I am for the most part and i wouldn’t want to change anything that makes me, well me. I’m like any other human being, i love, hate, laugh, judge, and hurt just like anybody else. If you say you’re perfect because you do none of that then you’re not actually perfect. You’re not even human then. You’re just… semetrical.
Love yourself
Love who you are
Love what you think
Love what you do
Love what you create
Love your past
Love your mistakes
Love your passion
Love your dreams
Love your originality
Love your flaws
Love you
If you can love yourself in every way shape and form, you won’t feel the need to be perfect because you’ll already believe you are. I know it’s hard (I myself struggle with it), but we all should love ourselves and we should all love each other.
-Calla
Age 15
Perfection is wrongfully defined in the dictionary and in everyone’s minds. Your flaws make you perfect, knowing who you are and loving yourself as you are that makes you perfect. Accepting that your human, you make mistakes in life you learn lessons about yourself, the strength you gain, the wisdom too that makes you perfect. Living life for yourself, realizing that you don’t have to be friends with the world because honestly you don’t like everyone in the world either that makes you perfect. Your smile, whether crooked, opened mouthed, or any other will make you the most beautiful person in the world. Remember every day Your flaws make you perfect. Never forget that. (:
-Maranda Jo
Age 18
I totally agree with you!!!:)
Perfect to me, is knowing that you are you and that you need to be loved just the way you are. You never know how the person next to you lives their life, so don’t judge them. Life is hard and the harder it is, the better you’ll learn what makes you you. Perfection isn’t real, and real isn’t perfection. Learn to be real and not what others claim to be real.
What I think is perfect about me is that I’m somebody who isn’t strongly influenced. Almost everyone I know listens to pop or country music. I listen to hardcore death metal. And I’m proud of it. People put me down for being that because they label me as goth. Yeah, all I wear is black. Makeup, clothes, and anything else. I love Jack Skellington. I love goth music. Big deal. That’s what makes me, me. And no matter who ‘me’ is, me is always perfect.
I’m perfect because I have scars from my weakness. That have healed from my strength. That’s what makes me perfect.
I try so hard to be my and my parents definition of ‘Perfect’.
Their definition of ‘Perfect’ has become mine too. Barbie figure, perfect vision, clear face, nice clothing, long, natural colored hair..etc.
Yeah, so I worked so hard and worked out, I skipped meals, I did everything in my power to reach “the Barbie goal,” nothing worked.
I changed the way I spelled my name and later on I changed it completely… I threw away my glasses and was sort of blind for a while, ha, it didnt work out as I planned.
Eventually, I just gave up.
Later on in the year I just gave up on it all and started damaging myself… the scars are still there but its all over now. Now I’m me, short hair, glasses/contacts, and careless about certain things.
Out of all of that, I learned that there really is no such thing as one definite perfection. It just you, your persona. I learned to not let my parents or society to define my ‘Perfection’
I feel most perfect when I haven’t consumed a single morsal of food. Only then, do i feel like I’m worth something. Only then do I feel beautiful. I read the other comments and I know I do not fit in bcuz I am craving perfection. In the book Perfect, I could relate to ever word Kendra spoke. I know I need help, but I can’t bare to even look at food anymore. Perfection (to me) is emptiness.
I think perfection in the eyes of everyone else does not exist but to me perfection is when you are proud of yourself and are truly happy with everything you have achieved. Its when you get to that point and your like wow! i really am happy and i really do love myself, now that doesn’t mean you aren’t going to make mistakes it just means you are happy with yourself and what others say and do does not bother you. Now i just turned sixteen and im a sophomore in high school and this year i have realized so much about myself that i never knew before, and that’s because i let my past get in the way but im not going to let that get in the way anymore! Im happy with myself and i can say i love myself now, and that now i go forward with my life with no regrets and o look forward to helping people achieve all of the things i have achieved so far and the many more things i will achieve!
You don’t meed to be skinny to have someone interested in you. Only a dog wants a bone! I’m proud of how I look and nobody can rock my style!(:
Perfection is in the eye of the beholder. My idea of perfection can be way different from yours and that isnt a bad thing, from reading the book Perfect i changed my views of that perfect is.
I don’t know what makes me prefect, But I know what makes me strong.
I find my perfection in words, because I feel like no matter what, if I can write, or read, my life is perfect.
What makes me strong is letting go of a lot of pain, but holding onto the avareness that came with it.
There’s a lot about what is wrong with me, but I can’t change that. Nor do I want to. I am the prefect me, ever. That’s amazing. Out of everyone ever, I’m me so perfectly. It’s amazing.
What makes me perfect is the fact that i’m unique and I don’t give a crap about what people think about me. I think that me being who I am and expressing myself through my style & my writing makes me perfect. I try my hardest to not let what other people think of affect what I think of myself. Me being me makes me perfect!!!!!!! Love s louder than the pressure to be perfect = My Motto!!!!!!!
- Yours Truly
The Next Generation Of Writing
what makes me prefect is that i dont need him anymore.
i have yet to ever give up on anything.
i proved that one person wrong.
and im able to put a smile on my face and fix my firends before i even attempt with myself. seeing that their the ones that help with everything.
my sister is still safe.
and i’ve yet to see the wrong way out(:
i’ve made it to.. today. thats why im perfect.
To me what makes me perfect are my flaws. I have been through a lot since I was little and I have learned that my flaws are who make me who I am and what doesn’t kill you only makes you better.
Love makes me perfect. Love from my husband, my family, my friends. Love sees past my imperfections and accepts me for me. And that it why is makes me perfect.
what makes you perfect?
is where you been
what you have seen
what you did
what you’re going to do
Is it your past
present
future?
Or is it just
YOU
Perfect is what you have
done
are going to do
seen
and where you are going
Perfect is defined by you
not any one else
Create and Rule your own perfect
I have seen and done many things in my short life and I connect with Ellen Hopkins books because to me show there is something strong in all of us wanting to get out that makes us who we are. That what makes me perfect.
I’ve always strived for perfection, but never had the ability to attain it. I was okay with myself until my mother abandoned me when I was ten years old. Left without a notice, stopped taking visitations from my dad. Never answered her phone, changed her number, and I didn’t hear from her for five years. I thought that it was me. I thought that I had to change. I was very depressed, started to obtain an eating disorder. Then I realized, that I was torturing my body for no one. Just self satisfaction. I was 14, when I met my ex-boyfriend, he would tell me every single day what another one of my flaws were. And sadly, to this day, I can’t accept one compliment without coming up with something negative about myself. Perfection is something that I’ll never be. Perfection is something that no one can be. And perfection is a powerful goal that not one single person can reach, and if they feel as if they have reached perfection, they’ll find an imperfection. Because perfectionists are best at searching for more imperfections. Thank you, everyone.
My children make me perfect. I didn’t have some spectacular childhood. I didn’t have a real father in my life for so long before my stepfather came along. He was an amazing father for years until he and my mother split up. Then he just left. I got pregnant at 16 and had an amazing daughter. Her father and I divorced and I had a rough time being a divorcee at 18. Then my Jr High sweetheart looked me up and things went great from there. I’m 22 with my daughter, a new son, and my husband. My kids make me strive for perfection.
I think the only thing that makes everyone perfect is being who you are and not what someone wants you to be. Their are girls at my school who try and be ” perfect” but they are far from it.n Everyone is perfect in their own way and as long as you think you look good and you know your perfect youll be PERFECT
Love any one who agrees with me
Being perfect, is to me, being yourself and who you really are on the inside. It doesn’t matter who you are, color,race,religion,size, whether the cute boy/girl at school likes you or not. Being perfect is in YOUR hands. Sometimes, yes, we will hate ourselves, but we are only human. Perfect isn’t model skinny, or super over weight. It isn’t about being tall or short. Being perfect is being yourself and achieving YOUR goals and what YOU believe in. Not what this crazy world has to say. Not what your “best friend” says. Not what your “lover” says. Not even what your “PARENTS” say is perfect. Perfection is within us all. We do what we love, or don’t love. We follow the laws, we break the laws. We gain weight, we lose weight. We cut, we don’t. We cry, we smile. What you do is up to you. And being perfect? There’s no definiton of perfect in this fallen world of ours. It’s what we as ourselves have within each other. So to me. Perfection is in every single soul. Evil or rightous. WE DETERMINE PERFECTION FOR OURSELVES. It’s what YOU believe it.<3
Perfect? I don’t think there is any REAL definition for the word perfect. Perfect to me is being who you are and striving for something better in your life. It doesn’t matter what you look like or how you act, it’s about being yourself and not caring what other people think of you. Don’t try being someone else because someone wants you to change.
-Alexis
Perfection is a word i struggle with every day,,,, i always look in the mirror and wish thats what i could be
i see girls every day at my school absolutly beautiful and think “man why not me??” but man dont we all?
i wish i could do something about this thing im struggling with ive been called ugly, stupid, dyke, and many other things
and im not even gay things people do that have scared me! i HATE it!!
ive also struggled with cutting its become an addiction now more then just taking
away stress taking away hurt…
perfection is what i wish i could be…..
i’m perfect in my own way. I’m comfortable with me including being legally blind with different colored eyes. i may not be able to do things exactly the same but i can do them all the same. i may take longer to read or to measure the ingredients but i make some of the best food you will ever taste. what is important is i’m comfortable with who i am.
i am not, nor will i ever be perfect.
Perfect is something that is hard to define. I believe that my past makes me stronger, it makes me who I am, I believe that my secrets and my dark thoughts make me everything that I need to be. What makes me perfect? I don’t know. It may be my scars, both physical and emotional, it may be my ED, but it may be me. I am perfect because I don’t hide who I am, I don’t hide that I am confused about life, I don’t hide that I’m still unsure of myself. I don’t hide that I hate to look in the mirror. I don’t hide that I hate the person people meet. And that, that makes me perfect because I’m not afraid to be scared.
perfect.
iv gone threw so much… fake smiles, lies, cuts and scars showing my past is real and continues even though i feel my life is just one really bad dream. i push myself everyday not eating crying .. not wanting to look in the mirror.. having my mom and step dad say im stupid and fat … worthless. im grounded and yelled at constantly i try to speak my mind never to be herd … i hate the word perfect its crule and unreal… i try so hard and get nothing in return… prefection is my worse enemy fighting it everyday wondering when i will finally be “perfect” i hate wanting to be something i dont really know how to achive being as everything i seem to do is wrong…. im me and dont want to change… but verbal abuse really does have a affect on most peoples lives. im trying to do what makes me happy but not everyone gets what they want…
to me being perfec isnt defined
Your story is a bit sad, if i might say, and reading it so many things have gone through my head. I know that if i were ever in that kind of situation i would probably not pull through, i might break down and give up. From the looks of it, you haven’t. That is completely amazing, way to go.
Who needs perfect, flaws are better.
Thank you for letting me read your story.
“perfection is my worst enemy”
What makes me perfect? My ex-girlfriend. We met in middle school, started dating as freshmen and junior. We’re now a junior (highschool) and freshmen (college). She’s my best friend. The two years we were together, were always perfect. Even though she decided she didn’t need me, things were still good. It stings like no other to know she’s with somebody else, but she shapped my life. As a freshmen, I was already going down the wrong path, drinking, profanity, everything was spiraling out of control.
Hannah came and set me straight. I went from having straight B’s to all A’s in school, I’m not out partying with the wrong crowd, and now I’m proud of being who I am. She changed me.
In her arms, everything is perfect. I can’t imagine life without her.
I’ve always tried to be as good as my sister, with her looks, her grades, her popularity, but it’s starting to dawn on me that though she’s always been better at everything, I still have an upper hand to one trait, and that is my undying compassion and sympathy and care for people. I have to say finally realising that I can be unique at one thing has made me who I am today. I am as close to perfect as perfect gets, because perfect still has its flaws, and mine are well hidden but I am stronger with them in the past.
that, my friend is PERFECT
I am not perfect, I am not the perfect daughter nor am I the perfect ‘Me’ that I can be. But that’s allright, because even if I’m not completely happy I’m still alive and well and have a family that loves me and friends that I adore and have a career that I’m in love with.
No one is perfect, no one will ever be perfect, and no one can tell me different.
I love the way I am now, large and moody and geeky and strange and happy, and I’ll take that over thin and annoying and mean and ignorant and unhappy any day.
I am imperfect in every way imaginable, and I am happy.
I am perfect with my flaws in all,
no beauty though others see it all
for am i perfect really?
i like to believe that, i love the way i am now and how my mind has changed.
i feel as though im not beautiful, a misift if you be.
but if im a misfit and someone who i believe is who im supossed to be the so be it
that is my perfection write there <3
I am not quite perfect… yet.
I am 7 1/2 stones now but I’ll get
Down to 6 stones(1 stone=14lbs) and 6 pounds, and that day..
Is the day I will be completely perfect.
Maybe even 6 stones, or 5, or 4.
But once I hit 7 stones, I refuse to go over.
Not a ounce.
Takes time, patience, control.
And I have all of that.
All is missig is being skinnier… thinner… smaller.
I’m not there, yet.
To have a perfect body, I want a perfect mind, I want a perfect soul.
One day I will. No matter what nor how long it takes. I will…
I WILL BE PERFECT.
What makes me perfect is all my flaws and imperfections. I’m happy in my skin and with the person i’ve become to be over the years, although that took some time to achieve and to be completely satisfied with. Positive thinking played a big role in that.
Growing old and letting your mind expand, learning all the wonderful things that the world could possibly ofter you, that to me defines perfect.
Life is full of picture perfect moments it’s just up to you to stop, smile and enjoy them. Taking notice of what surrounds you and just how “perfect” everything and everyone is in their own way.
I’m not perfect. I have plenty of flaws that I notice and that make me upset. But being imperfect is what makes me the beautiful person that I am. I’d rather have flaws instead of being perfect.
I agree with Ashley,
im not perfect but i like being inperfect
I think perfect is over rated. Even though I’d like to be skinnier, blackhead free, and a smaller head that will not happen so I find it a waste of my time to ponder what I’s look like in fantasy world. I try my best to hang with the right crowd and to make up for my lack of friends I put time into my horse and dog training. And the past is the past. I also try not to judge people on their looks I get a “vibe” from people instead. My vibe reader keeps me from doing anything stupid.
Just being yourself makes you perfect. No one can tell you who you are or should be. Listen to your heart and soul and be you.
I am perfect because I learned from my mistakes and was created in a higher power’s image.
-age 17
I’m not perfect and I know that. But I think we all strive for perfection by trying to live up to expectations. Nobody’s perfect but we all have that one person that we think is perfect and that we’ll never be as good as them. In my opinion being perfect is something no one can achieve but if you know your flaws and accept that fact that you’re not perfect that makes you perfect. being Perfect is knowing you’re not perfect and accepting it. Perfect is being perfectly imperfect.
whats this?
You’re supposed to write what YOU think makes you perfect.
You’re braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.
Im perfect becuase,im survivng the pain of a mother who refuses to tell her bastard child who her father is. Im perfect beacuase i live with an aunt who was happy to take into her care,while my mother moves around with a diffrent name,my 3 siblings with rare visits. Even when my grandma passed she wouldnt say even his name when she asked.Im perfect beacuase i go through everyday step by step and with a friend who cares and understands me. Perfect is what you make it to be. YOU.
In my mind “perfection” can’t be defined or summed up into any amount of wording that would satisfy everyone. Perfection for some one could be any form of achievement while for another individual it is looking in the mirror and accepting yourself for who YOU are. But all that matters (in my personal opinion) is that YOU strive to reach YOUR perception of perfection. Even if it’s not what your parents or friends may deem acceptable. It shouldn’t matter that someone may think your idea of perfection is “wrong”. It’s YOUR ideas, thoughts, and feelings. It’s a shame that most of our youth (including myself) are bombarded with advertisement in what we “should” look like. Or how we “should” act. It is no ones place but your own to decide what is perfect. And you should feel comfortable enough to voice your personal feelings without trying afflict these feelings onto your family or peers. There is no way you can be perfect to everyone. It just doesn’t happen. But who you really need to be perfect to is yourself. You should be able to wake up in the morning and say, “Ya I’ve made bad decisions but you know what? I’ve learned, and it’s making me stronger as an individual.” Nothing I do makes me perfect to anyone but myself. But that doesn’t matter to me. Because I am perfect to MYSELF and I wear my beliefs and opinions proudly while accepting others feelings. I would never have the audacity to say, “This makes me perfect,” because in all reality we aren’t perfect. Hell, I’m bipolar and have depression. But I also will unconditionally love those who can (somehow) learn to unconditionally love me. We all have our good and our bad attributes. And without these you wouldn’t be who you are. I wouldn’t be “Izzy” if I wasn’t a little ecstatic. I will never be societies definition of perfect. But even though I’m not “perfect” I am myself. And I love myself, unconditionally.
I’m perfect because I have flaws.
I’m perfect because I cry.
I’m perfect because I’m not always liked.
I’m perfect because I’ve been alone.
I’m perfect because I’m afraid.
I’m perfect because…….I know I’m not
I’m perfect because I don’t care what others think. I’m perfect because I can accept the difficulties and challenges in life. I’m perfect because I could care less of what others think of me. I’m perfect because I hold on when I’m going through a hard time instead of taking my life, because I know I do have a future out there and family who loves me every little bit. I’m perfect because I make mistakes. I’m perfect because I know that not everyone will like me in life, and I learned to accept that. I’m perfect because I know that not everyone is perfect. I’m perfect because I have a strong relationship with the ones I love and whom I care about the most. I’m perfect because I’m me, and I don’t let others interfere with my life. I’m perfect because I’m Kaylee Justine Bodine, a Freshman with a life ahead of her, with a strong heart and a head-on mind. I will make it through life, I will do what others can’t or weren’t able to do, I will be the first person in my family to go to college and not get pregnant so early in life, and if I do so, I wont let it affect me in anyway besides the fact I really need to buckle down more than I already am. I’m Perfect, Because I Accept Life For How It Is And Not Any Less Than That.
What makes me perfect is… That I know I’m NOT perfect. I make mistakes, and get depressed sometimes, but I get on with my life and keep my head strong forms family and my (nonexistent) friends) y’all on this website make me feel like for once, I’m not alone. For once, I’m not falling by myself. For once, I have someone to catch me at the bottom and something to give hope. Thank you so much! And thanks to you Ellen H. Your stories give my hope.
In no way am I perfect. But the people around me keep me strong, keep me trying to have hope in myself. My scars and my body and mind may always be imperfect, but I know one day I can be better
Perfection, at least to me, is about accepting the fact that you never will be perfect but still live the best life you can
There is no such thing as perfection. Once you reach a goal you set out to make another and then what you want seems unattainable. I believe that we are our worst critics not others. It’s easy to blame our insecurities on others and not take responsibility. Women struggle with body image all the time even if you won’t admit it. That thought is always there. Positive thinking and surroundings will give you a better self image and feel better about yourself. God made us all individually for a reason He thinks we are perfect. When you can get a good mind set and literally change your way of thinking you will be content with yourself.
There is no solid deffinition of perfect. For each and every person, it’s diffrent. Everyday, people try to acheive perfection only to find that they failed to acheive what they wanted to accomplish. Being a teenager, I know how much pressure is put on our sholders. How much is expected of us. However, the problem comes in when we start to want to accomplish more than what is expected of us. Another word for this is to overacheive. I personally am an overacheiver because I want straight A’s but my parents told me that they are fine with me getting a b or 2. Everybody in some way or another are overacheivers because they want to prove people expecialy parents wrong. In reality, we take on too much and then, we crash and burn. Instead of proving them wrong, we end up failing not only in our own eyes, but also our parents eyes as well.
Perfect . Can anyone truly be perfect ? Just like any other normal human being I am me . I get upset . I get mad . I hate . I love … If all of those things don’t make me “perfect” then what does ? Even though life can push me down doesn’t mean I can’t get back up . Just because some people don’t like me doesn’t mean I have no friends . Sure stupid lives in this world just as much as ignorant does . If someone tries to make a fool of themselves and hurt others(physically or emotionally) to get a laugh or make themselves feel good then they’re sure as hell not “perfect”. You’re entitled to your opinion and if someone doesn’t like it so be it . I’m sure that no one in the world is perfect , but I can honestly say that everyone is perfect in one or another form . Everyone use to look down on me as the geek . I had glasses , I was weird , not the skinniest twig on the forest floor either , but I tried not to let that get to me . I know that if I let people drag me down that I may get buried . I don’t ever want to lose myself because I am who I depend on . If I depend on others I don’t get the life I want . So if anyone tries to change you don’t listen . You are who you are and no one can change that . If you really had no true purpose to be here then guess what … You wouldn’t be here . Don’t try and be “perfect” be yourself because people are going to love you no matter what . Even if others put you down I just have to say I love you . I don’t know you , but I don’t judge . Whether you’re skinny , fat , black , white , hispanic , anorexic , bulimic , biplolar , do drugs , or cut , or SI of any sort I’m here . I’ve been through it all . Life is what you make of it so let it be a life you’re proud of .
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I see my life as a mirror of conner’s life in Impulse. on the outside im a happy perfect student athlete. i made varsity for 2 out of the 3 sports i did as a freshman. but in my house my parent had crazy expectations for me that were impossible for me to fulfill. when i couldn’t, they would compare me to my absolutly perfect sister who i want to be nothing like. My life was a mess and was falling apart right before my eyes. i began cutting myself for every mistake i made. i felt alone in the world until a friend recomended impulse. i read connors story and it opened my eyes. i realized i dont have to be perfect to be accepted. thank you very much for saving me.