Whoever said Gods are perfect beings is clueless. Blinded by the ideas of immortality, invulnerability, invincibility, omnipotence, omnipresence, and all-knowing, mortals fail to see that the Gods themselves are still imperfect.

Being ageless, they have been alive for an unfathomable amount of time already, and being immortal means they will live for eternity, this poses many problems, as everything and everyone around them grows old and dies, and it can be very devastating to lose someone you hold dear that isn't directly related to you.
Omnipotence and having absolute power in a field comes with the disappointment that there is no such thing as a challenge, and as such, even your smallest tricks could beat the greatest mortal, the luster of competition gone.
Being invulnerable and invincible may seem like good qualities, but it only goes skin deep, the psyche of a God is still vulnerable to devastation.

Here The Plant God, Rederik Wood, laments his problems to the plant Demon Diona, who offers him nothing but a stern word, and a sharp nudge of encouragement. Thanks anyway.

A gift for  Shimmershell for him listening to me bitch and moan about my life.