An Imperfect Intro

Hello, fellow imperfect human. I’ve been thinking about why we’re all so bloody tired.

Not the “I stayed up too late scrolling on my phone and Netflix simultaneously” kind. No, no. I’m talking about the deeper, ignored exhaustion. The one that hangs about even when you’re doing all the “right” things. The yoga. The therapy. The supplements. The morning routines. The Wim bloody Hoff Method. The sweet, yet sorry attempts at becoming a calmer, ‘‘more healed,’’ best possible version of yourself.

We’ve never had more tools for wellbeing, yet so many of us still feel like we’re failing at it. That question has followed me around for years. A bit like the voice of the chap from the Headspace app.

This channel - the imperfectly human club / I’m perfectly Human is here ‘cause I don’t think the problem is that we’re not trying hard enough. I think it’s that we’re trying to be something other than human.

Somewhere along the way, self-improvement has become self-surveillance. Rest is now something you earn. Boundaries became blurred and something you had to over justify with yourself and others.

Here? There’s no need to fix. Just notice. Be with it. Begin again.

Here, I’ll be sharing essays, reflections, and excerpts from a book I’m writing called Imperfectly Human. There will be stories about perfectionism, people-pleasing, saying yes when you mean no, and the strange relief that comes when you stop trying to be exemplary and start being honest.

Let’s call it… self-allowing over self-improvement.

I don’t have a neat framework or a ten-step plan. What I do have is a strong belief that healing doesn’t come from becoming flawless, rather it comes from becoming whole. And wholeness is messy, cyclical, sometimes a little cringe, but 110% human.

If you’re interested in asking kinder questions rather than chasing better answers…If you’re willing to sit with the uncomfortable bits instead of rushing past them…

You’re in the right place.

Welcome to the club. No perfection required. Chelsea x