embracing the messy

I have always been messy. In every way that you could use the word messy, I have embodied it. My room? Messy. My emotions? Messy. Me eating at a restaurant? Messy. I used to hate it, I felt that because my life was not squeaky clean that I wasn't as good as everyone else. But with healing, comes acceptance and I am slowly learning to love my very messy ways. Being messy is not a bad thing, it may take me a little longer to figure out my feelings but it has taught me to enjoy the process and to question why I feel the way I do. Maybe I do not have a perfect morning routine, maybe I rolled out of bed ten minutes late, skipped breakfast and left the house with hair that should have been washed four days ago, but hey that's okay. We need to learn to stop comparing ourselves to others .There is not one perfect way to live our lives. There are 7 billion people on this floating rock and we each live our lives a little bit differently and that is the beauty of being an individual. I may be messy and Jane Doe might be pristine but we are both here breathing the same air, feeling the same sun and trying to live the life we were given.