On perfection and certainty

Nothing can be perfect in this world. We will always find fault in every little thing - how impolite some people can be, how poor the government is in providing basic needs for all, how hot the sun is, how there is too much rain... 

And yet we still strive for perfection. As we strive for perfection, we want the result to be certain - that it can be perfect. Whatever "it" is. 

But there is nothing certain in life, as well. Only death is.  

So what now? 

Wanting perfection and certainty in life, I think, can cause the downfall of a person... More so of a person diagnosed with depression. 

I know of people who bid farewell to this life at their own cause because they felt too frustrated with life - an imperfect and uncertain life. 

This want of perfection and certainty is one huge thing that we all (depressed or not) need to let go. 

How do we live then if we know that nothing can be perfect and certain? 

That I do not know yet. 

One small voice tells me "that's why you long to be with someone, so you can face life's imperfection and uncertainty together with the person who also experiences the same in this world ... And life becomes less harsh, less lonely, and more like life..."