I’ve struggled with being a perfectionist my entire life. Too often, it becomes all-consuming, to the point where I can only see what is bad and wrong. My high standards present themselves in various ways, particularly in school and in defining my self-esteem. Through this film, I tried to convey my sense of discomfort surrounding parts of myself that I view as “imperfect.” I recognize that not accepting my body and my imperfections does not help me live an enriched life. Imperfections of a flower do not devalue its beauty or worth, and the same applies to me.
