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Dear Girls…I Used to Think I Had to Be Perfect

Blog / Self / Lindsey Thomason / January 19, 2015 / 9 Comments

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Dear Girls,

I was laying in bed, looking at my iPhone and saw a post from a college friend. I love her! She’s one of those people who have had their unfair share of  “I could never handle that” type trials, yet she is faithful and overcomes them as they fall in her path.

She’s starting a blog that shares “the good, the bad, and the ugly”. She said she once had a blog that only shared the good. It was her “virtual life”. She felt like she had to appear perfect, but now she’s different.

I couldn’t stop thinking about it, and now I’m sitting at the computer typing this letter in hopes that you will learn what I wish I would have known sooner.

Trying to appear perfect will only hinder you. Be the REAL you. The imperfect, amazing girls you are!

I used to think I had to be perfect. I thought there were people that were perfect and I wanted to be in that same realm. The quest for perfection is the right road, it’s good to want to be better, but it’s not good to want to appear perfect on the account of what others think of you. God is the only one you need to worry about pleasing, and He’s pretty hard to put a show on for. He knows and loves the real you! If you are real, the other relationships in your life will fall into place, you will find amazing and lasting friendships, and you will be comfortable in your own skin.

I remember in my teen years hating the hair on my arms. I tried shaving it off, waxing it off, I wanted to do something, anything. It drove me nuts! I felt like everybody was looking at my arms, noticing them, and thinking I had hairy gorilla arms. Although I was an active and healthy athlete with a healthy body, I would wear a coat all day at school because I felt my body didn’t match the “perfect” body I aspired to in my mind. I was insecure about the peach fuzz on my face. I wanted blue eyes, not brown. The list went on.

Sadly, I picked myself apart.

I appeared, and honestly was very confident about most things, but some of these things haunted me. There wasn’t a day that I wouldn’t think about something I didn’t like about my physical self.

This lasted through college. Every time I’d pass a mirror, I’d think a negative thought.

And then the best thing happened to me. I married a man, your dad, that loved me completely. When he was close to me looking at the side of my face, I remember the insecurity that would wash over me and I’d shy away because I didn’t want him to see the peach fuzz on my face. (It makes me laugh thinking about it now, but it sure didn’t then.) After months of him reassuring me that he liked me just the way I was, I finally started believing him.

I felt like I was enough. I stopped glancing in every mirror I passed. It felt so good! It was like the ball and chain had been cut off my ankle and I was free!

I had overcome one hurdle, but a new one was thrown in my path. As a new wife, I wanted to be the perfect wife. I wanted to cook just right, I wanted a perfectly clean house, I wanted my home decorated to perfection. I was headed down that undesirable perfection road again.

I found myself wanting others to see me for my intentions instead of the real me, which doesn’t seem bad, but it can become crippling. It would make my insides turn when people would see our home with unfolded laundry, dirty dishes, dusty shelves, un-vacuumed floors, booby trap floors scattered with toys. I would cringe when people saw our car when the door was opened and the locker room on wheels was unveiled. I always felt like I needed to explain why things weren’t just so. In social situations, I would worry that I said everything just right. I didn’t want to offend anyone, and to be honest, I wanted them to think I was great!

I wanted to be perfect, and when I was less than perfect, it made me uncomfortable.

Through time and many many life lessons, I have learned a lot since! I have learned to let go….A LOT actually! I’ve let go of what people might think of me or that I might be judged. I’ve let go of the need to be and appear perfect right now, and I’ve learned to enjoy the journey of becoming. The journey is so much sweeter when you let people see the full you and they let you see the full them, struggles and weaknesses included! Your insecurities, pride, and selfishness slip away, and are replaced with peace, hope, and a whole lot more fun! Your friendships are deeper and your confidence is greater! Believe me, I’ve experienced both!

Love yourself completely girls and find a man and friends that will do the same! You’re perfectly imperfect just like all the people that surround you! Our struggles, our weaknesses, and our shortcomings are part of who we are. Our goal is to overcome them throughout life, it can’t happen all at once and the sooner you believe that the better. It’s okay to let others in, and join you on your journey to become.

Everyone has a story and you often only see the cover page. It doesn’t matter how perfect they seem, or what their Facebook page looks like, they are not perfect. In this world of selfies and social media, always remember that pictures can’t and won’t ever tell the full story. You’d never compare a huge series of books that you’ve read cover to cover with a book that you’ve only seen the cover or chapter headings to, so don’t compare yourself to others. It’s the same concept.

Don’t expect yourself to be perfect, just expect progress. As a young teen, I know my life would have been so much richer had I taken that ball and chain off earlier and loved myself completely sooner. As a young wife, I needed to allow myself time to become. How was I supposed to be the perfect wife without time and experience under my belt?

Girls I know you have my oh so strong “people pleasing” genetic that runs strong in our family, but please learn from me and my friend: Be real, let people in, and enjoy your journey of becoming!

I love you!

Love,

Mom

-Lindsey

This article appeared first on Real Imprints.

Note from the Author: “Dear Girls” are letters I write to my girls about things I want them to know and remember on their journey through life. My hope is that it will help them, and ALL girls, know how awesome life and being a girl can be! I read every letter I write to my girls. Letters can sometimes communicate things better than anything else. I love reading these letters to my girls and the discussions we have as a result. My hope is that it will spark many memorable conversations in this household of estrogen overload!:-) 

 

 

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About Lindsey Thomason

Lindsey is the founder and director of Real Imprints. She is a humanitarian ambassador and a writer. She loves people and believes everyone has a purpose! Her current titles as wife, mom, and Real Imprints director keep her busy doing the things she loves most! She is married to her best friend, and a man who has the biggest heart of anyone she knows! She likes to keep his life interesting with all of her "out of the box" thinking! Lindsey and her husband have four girls that keep them on their toes! Traveling the world to help others is a dream come true for her! Lindsey believes that if we put God first, everything else will fall into place in time, and that with prayer and faith, anything is possible!

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Comments

  1. Megan says

    January 19, 2015 at 8:38 pm

    This is amazing. Thanks for being an example to me! Love you!

    Reply
    • Lindsey says

      January 19, 2015 at 9:12 pm

      Thanks Megs! You’re the greatest! Love you too!

      Reply
  2. Val says

    January 19, 2015 at 9:18 pm

    You wrote this so beautifully-it was straight from your heart! How blessed your daughters are to have you for a mother! Wish all mothers could read this! Thank you for being you–you have brought much joy into our family!

    Reply
    • Lindsey says

      January 19, 2015 at 9:41 pm

      Thank you Val! You are too kind…that means a lot! I definitely won the lottery when I became part of your family and gained such AWESOME and supportive in-laws!:-) You guys are the best!

      Reply
  3. Sybil Brun says

    January 19, 2015 at 9:59 pm

    Lindsey your site is such an inspiration and a joy to read! Thank you for your faithful heart, wisdom, and encouragement you share here : ) I’m pinning this beautiful post to share with my girls later!

    Reply
    • Lindsey says

      January 20, 2015 at 2:33 pm

      Thanks Sybil! I sure feel blessed to rub shoulders with so many inspirational people! It’s a blessing to me every day! Thanks for stopping by!

      Reply
  4. Emily says

    January 21, 2015 at 2:35 pm

    I love this idea of writing to your girls. You should print them out and put them in a book for them. As my oldest is a freshman in high school, I’m finding it harder and harder to talk to her. I can talk to and relate to every young woman in my ward, but then why do I have a hard time talking to my own? We have often written notes back and forth to each other as a way of communicating. Thanks for sharing! 🙂

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    • Lindsey says

      January 21, 2015 at 3:48 pm

      I’m going to do that for sure! Great idea! It’s so fun right now because they are all at the ages where they are all ears and think I know what I’m talking about:-) I love hearing your advice and thoughts coming from a perspective of a few years down the road because I know it may get to the point where I have a hard time reaching them, but the letters will be able to! Great to hear from you! Hopefully we can stay connected and help each other down this crazy and fun road of parenting girls!:-)

      Reply
  5. KayC says

    January 29, 2015 at 7:24 pm

    This post is priceless and couldn’t be more true.

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