We are NOT Meant to be Perfect but Real ❤️

Many patients come to our clinic with a heavy, negative mindset—especially perfectionists who feel disappointed too easily. I want to remind them: we are not meant to be perfect, we are meant to be real.

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Welcome, my dear.

I want to share something with you today that I have heard countless times from the people who walk into my clinic. They come with tired eyes, with heavy steps, and with stories that sound so familiar. Some of them laugh, some of them cry, and many of them say, “Doctor, I’m just a walking hospital. Everything in me feels broken. My knees hurt, my back aches, my stomach doesn’t work like it used to. I don’t even recognize myself anymore.”

And I listen.
Because I know that pain is not only in the body. It lives in the heart. It whispers into your mind, telling you that you are less than who you used to be. It convinces you that you are no longer enough.

But let me tell you something that perhaps you have forgotten.

Perfection is not the goal; authenticity is.
In your flaws, you carry your truest beauty.

You see, life is not about never breaking. It is about learning how to love yourself while broken. It is about finding meaning even in the cracks, because the cracks are where the light comes in.

Think of a piece of pottery. When it is chipped or cracked, many would throw it away. But in Japan, there is an art called kintsugi—where broken pottery is mended with gold. The cracks are not hidden. They are filled with beauty, made even more precious than before.

You are the same.
Your scars, your illnesses, your struggles—these are not signs of weakness. They are signs that you have lived, that you have endured, that you are still here.

When you were young, your body was strong, flexible, fast. And now, as years pass, you compare yourself to that younger version and feel sad, as if you have lost something. But let me ask you: is wisdom not greater than speed? Is compassion not deeper than strength? Is experience not more valuable than youth?

You are not the same person you were in your twenties—and that is a gift. You have learned. You have survived storms that your younger self could not even imagine. You have stories that deserve to be told.

So when your body aches, instead of saying, “I am broken,” say, “I am alive, and I am learning how to take care of this temple that has carried me all these years.”

No one can live perfectly. No one can remain untouched by time. That is not the purpose of life. The purpose of life is to continue—to adapt, to nurture, to love yourself enough to keep going even when it hurts.

Let me remind you:
The heart does not stop loving because the body grows old.
The spirit does not stop shining because the knees grow weak.
The soul does not stop dreaming because the back feels pain.

You are not your illness.
You are not your scars.
You are not your diagnosis.

You are so much more.

Every time you get up after a night of pain, you show strength.
Every time you choose to smile, even when your heart feels heavy, you show courage.
Every time you keep walking, even when your body protests, you show love—for yourself, for your family, for life itself.

So, my dear, I invite you today to stop chasing perfection. Instead, embrace your authenticity. Be kind to yourself. Love the body you live in, even when it doesn’t feel perfect. Care for it, nourish it, forgive it.

Because true healing does not come from chasing what you used to be. It comes from embracing who you are right now.

You are perfectly imperfect.
And in that imperfection, you are whole.

Take this moment now—close your eyes if you wish—and whisper to yourself:

"I am not broken. I am becoming.
I am not less. I am enough.
I am not flawed. I am beautifully human."

Carry these words with you. And when you feel sad, when you feel like a walking hospital, remember: you are also a walking miracle.

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