They convinced you that you weren't enough. That you had to "try harder" to be "better", like a photoshopped version of yourself. You didn't want to listen, but the constant criticism creeped in and no matter how hard you tried you couldn't reach that idealized version of you that would make them happy.
So,
you decided
to embrace the chaos.
You weaved bits of yourself back into your world. You left that messy pile alone, because every mess is unique, while organization is predictable. You embraced the unpredictable. You became wild in ways that meant something to you. You took your real self back. Perfect was stifling; you couldn't breathe over there. You found your way to imperfection and beautiful chaos. You built rooms for it in your psyche. You allowed your soul to breathe, to play, to make messes...you allowed your inner child to roam free, with dirt-stained cheeks and messed up hair.
That's when your realized that the most beautiful, wild and inspiring people have one thing in common: they embrace their own chaos and define their own beauty.