The idea of the “perfect” woman rests on an impossible expectation. You have to be a romantic woman, have a magnificent interior, and compliment blush at the slightest compliment. That is not all.
In addition to that, you have to be an outstanding sportswoman, be strong, skilled in bed, and financially independent. Therefore, as I know that this is an impossible ideal, I try not to rely on these constraints as I build myself. However, I can make every effort in the world; it will always be complicated when my peers rely on this ideal. They all more or less resemble this image of a woman, the ones we admire, the ones we see in movies, series…
For short periods of time, I can ignore what makes me different, the fact that I don’t look like the ideal and that trying to camouflage myself is not a fulfilling solution. So, I often smile, I wear clothes that attract me whether it is a short dress or sweatshirts 3 times too big for me, I manage to detach myself from this image of the woman that I cannot reach.
