In Pursuit Of Perfection

I'm not a perfect person. Frankly, nobody ever is, but I damn well strive to become one. I'm quite aware of the fact that perfection is both subjective and unattainable, but that in itself makes it a beautiful goal for life. It's infinite. You can never really run out of ways to improve yourself. If you feel like you have, you're likely a conceited fool who should probably try 'modesty' on for size.

Several wires in my brain have been crossed from birth. High intelligence, ADHD, bipolar disorder, high-functioning autism; they've thrown plenty of labels and pills my way over the years. I've more or less stopped giving a hoot. I know there's something wrong- no. Different about me, defining it won't make it go away. It's proven to be a double-edged sword, providing both challenges and opportunities. I've faced the challenges, found ways to work around my issues and make the most of the opportunities I'm given. I've learnt a lot along the way. It's not an obsession, mind you; it's more of a keeping-busy kind of thing. I work on actively bettering myself as a person every day, without stressing myself out. I know my weaknesses, I know my strengths and I know when it's absolutely pointless to attempt improvement.

Circumstances have driven me to open my mind beyond the obvious, especially over the past year. I've strayed from the standard and obvious methods of self-development, as they were not adequate to address the issues I've built up in my childhood. I used to be a cynical, skeptical scientist, living life as rigidly as my views. I tenaciously lived by society's rules, desperately trying to fit a mold that simply wasn't built for me. I've recently broken free, took my life into my own hands and began to make my own choices. I've been a significantly happier person since.

- The Sinful Saint