Perfection.. with a side of choas

Why do I always strive for perfection? Why do I always try and control everything? How much does this limit God's presence in my life?

Sometimes, it's easier to let loose. Sometimes it's harder to trust and let go.

I could spend the day wishing I was something/somebody else- but all that would do is take up time. I am who I am. Take me or leave me.