This following post is inspired by some personal thoughts. I was overwhelmed and I needed a place to implicitly pour my heart out. I don't know, I might not even publish it.
Now I'll be putting the fact that I completely despise the idea of "perfection" aside, but do you know how everyone says that they are looking for that little remaining puzzle piece to make their lives "perfect?" For some, it is what they appear to describe as their "soul mate", for others it is family, and in frequent cases, the materialistic aspect of life is superior.
Now as a psychotic over-thinker, I can't help but obsess about my bloody puzzle piece. So let me examine the possibilities.
Possibility number One: The so-called soul mate.
Let me briefly explain why I personally hate this possibility; there's no such thing as soul mates. If I were to supposedly believe that I, a completely healthy and functioning individual, am missing half of my soul, I would expect some physical defect. I am not saying that this form of love is redundant (even though I personally believe so) but I think that logic prevails over emotion.
Moving on.
Possibility number Two: Family
I have one. A large one, more so. Even considering that this might be my missing puzzle piece is insane. I have six siblings; enough to share with everyone!
We're running out of options here, Youmna.
Possibility number Three: Money. (Power and status.)
Quite frankly, I don't give a monkeys' ass about any of these.
I lied.
I do.
But only to some extend. I have sufficient amount of money to go by, a good education and enough books to read for days. So this definitely can't be my damn puzzle piece.
So evidently, there's nothing wrong with me.
I'd have to consider that everyone's perception of perfection differs and that term perfect itself, is slightly corrupted.
Apparently, what I need to find out is what my perception of perfect is, not that damned puzzle piece.
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