Hi. I’m Karen. And I’m recovering perfectionist.
Monsters have taught me so many things about myself. They allow me to be weird and strange and put aside this fictional idea of perfect.
Some of the lessons I’ve learned from monsters:
Imperfections are character and should be squeezed and loved.
Being the same as everyone else is boring and invisible.
No one else notices the things I obsess over.
People are attracted to “mistakes”.
Everything needs rest to find its voice.
The harder I work for perfection, the farther away it gets.
Maybe working with monsters can help you too. What do you do to get out of your head and let enough be enough?