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This post has been on my mind for a while. I've written and re-written it numerous times because I want it to be taken the right way. In a few drafts I felt like I was a little harsh on other bloggers and that's absolutely not the point. Instead of including a page of my accomplishments on my blog, I've chosen to include a page of imperfections (on the righthand sidebar). Not because I think that you all have some crazy idea that I'm "perfect," but because I've read and learned so much of the effects of social media on self-esteem (here | here | here). Sharing accomplishments is an amazing thing, don't get me wrong, and I will definitely have posts that focus on something I've accomplished in the future because that's what inspires me. However, I think a full list of achievements can be incredibly intimidating. I want my site to be a place where you can come to see things that you relate to. I want it to be a place where you can feel good about your life and I can feel good about mine too. There's no need to worry about self-esteem issues here. 

Here are some pictures that were taken during photo shoots of me being "imperfect." A latte foam mustache in the first one and possibly needing to pee in the second? Not sure what's going on here...



I eat too fast. 

I cry almost everyday.

I once poured the cheese packet into the boiling water while making mac & cheese (more of a dumb mistake then imperfection, but worth sharing...) 

I bite my nails. 

I’m more competitive than I should be. 

I can't make it through one day without spilling a meal or drink.

I’m terrible at saving money. 

I have failed a test before. 

I have anxiety. 

I’ve completely forgotten what comes next during a dance performance. 

I’ve had to walk when I set out to do a 3 mile run. 

I've suffered from depression.

 I gain weight in the winter months (the holiday's get me every time).

I spend too much time on the internet. 

I trip over my own feet (often).

Sometimes I let one small thing ruin my whole day. 

I procrastinate (a lot). 

I don’t call/hang out with my friends as often as I should.


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