I use to obsess over the fact that one of my nostrils is bigger and today when I had to look in the mirror I thought back to that time. What stopped it was the realization that nothing and nobody is perfect, they just think it is or tell you they are. What ended it for me was the realization that somewhere in the world there is someone with one very large nostril and one normal walking around without a care in the world having accepted their situation and didn’t fix it. Nobody is perfect but proximity to it varies greatly, and overall failure is not perfection. Got that D?