The monster and I

I should be perfect

Life should be perfect

There is a right and a wrong

No shades of grey…

And yet, there is a quiet perfection in everything.

The unfolding of life has a divine purpose behind it

Even I, who have worried and tried for so long, am perfect in my imperfections.

I am not unworthy

My unworthiness is an entity separate to me…

Like a monster that rises from the deep

But I need not fear the monster, for it only needs love and understanding.

And all at once, the monster and I become one.

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