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"A
journalist visited a town famous for its rampant unhappiness to see if
he could understand its origin. Walking down the street, he noticed a
man ahead of him. Suddenly, a little man, no more than a few inches
high, appeared and ran up the man's leg. He started sticking pins into
the man and sewing things to him. Instantly, the man was covered by
these tiny tailors, all sticking him with pins. He looked completely
miserable as he shuffled off. The journalist saw this happen to one
person after another, until he was ready to give up and go home. The
town was completely infested with tiny tailors; no wonder everyone was
unhappy. Then the journalist noticed one woman covered with tiny
tailors who apparently said something, and the tiny tailors just melted
away. The journalist ran over to her. 'What did you say to get free of
them?!" he exclaimed. 'Oh,' she answered, 'It was nothing. I just told
them I've decided to stop measuring myself.'” -- Guy Finley
Most of the time when we find ourselves anxious or unhappy, it's because we've been measuring ourselves and come up short. We're constantly comparing ourselves to an ideal in our minds of what we should be. Unfortunately, no live human can ever live up to an ideal.
What if you decided to stop measuring yourself? What if you just accepted yourself in all your imperfect glory, knowing that you'll keep growing, but you'll also wake up irritable some mornings, and forget something important at least once a week, and say exactly the wrong thing on a fairly regular basis? What if you decided that your kids are okay precisely as they are, without you needing to perfect their table manners, make sure their clothes match, or insist they clean their rooms? What if you allowed yourself to just love your kids, your life, and yourself completely -- messy imperfection and all?
Imagine how liberated you'd feel.
And you'd never need the tiny tailors again.

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