Being human is being imperfect. If you have an idea that you need to be healed or to be fixed to be loved or to be good enough, realize that you will never be completely healed, you will never be fixed, because to be human is to be imperfect. The healing comes when you realize that this is it, and it’s perfect. Your wholeness becomes evident when you realize that you only need to be fixed when you are choosing to see yourself as broken. The healing doesn’t come from you finally fixing yourself, the healing comes from realizing and accepting that you are fabulously flawed and that that is perfect, and there is nothing more to do than celebrate your being alive and get on living it as it is and as you are.