I have always wanted hated my life to be perfect. I was a brainy kid when I was younger. I finished secondary school relatively early. I wanted my adult life to be perfect. I read books and posts, also watched videos on how to be a perfect person, a perfect friend, have a perfect relationship, what to avoid in a relationship, red flags, be a perfect christian, be a perfect colleague and so on. Looking back, I realized that I have made mistakes in everything that I wanted to be perfect in. I have said, done and condoned some things that range from bad to down right nasty. I am beginning to learn to relax and accept that I will never be perfect, I can only keep being a better version of my pervious self. It’s hard. I want to turn the hands of time back so bad.