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.