I need to break up with the need for perfection.
It is my enemy.
I just couldn’t see it…until now!
It’s too hard to be Little Miss Perfect all the time.
Let’s face it, nobody, including me is actually perfect anyway.
We are all beautifully imperfect. For some of us it takes a while to accept that truth. Some of us need to have it pointed out to us more than once.
For 19 years I have prided myself on having a flawless driving record. I was seriously aiming for 20. I told everyone who would listen. My goody two shoed-ness was a badge of honour. It’s not like I barely drive. I’m on the road a lot.
I would tout that I’d had:
- No at fault accidents
- No speeding fines
- No red light camera fines…..well, until a few weeks ago
It was a lapse in concentration. A poor decision by 0.7 seconds. In an instant I had lost my self appointed crown, $375 and 3 demerit points at the changing of the lights. Ouch!
When the fine came in the mail, I was more shocked over what it meant to my reputation than how it hurt my wallet. It was a bitter pill to swallow and I brooded over the news for days.
I felt like part of my identity was being challenged. I felt keenly that I was deeply flawed rather than seeing that I had just made a mistake. Had a lapse in judgement. Not that I was terrible and untrustworthy all of a sudden.
I didn’t even fight it, even though others said I’d have a good chance of getting out of it, given my previously flawless record. I decided to accept it, cop it sweet…because not only would it have consequences, it would serve as a reminder that I’m not perfect and it’s okay to acknowledge that fact.
Perfectionism is an even bigger enemy
Perfection is unattainable, unachievable and it’s unproductive.
Even worse… perfectionism is destructive.
Just google the term “maladaptive perfectionism”. Very revealing indeed.
Perfectionism is also the happy bedfellow to anxiety. I badly need to turn it into an ex-lover pronto!
When I’m trying to be perfect I do more to hold myself back than I do to achieve greatness.
Too busy playing safe…I don’t take risks and I miss out.
I stick to the rules and so I don’t grow.
I don’t put myself out there and so I’ll never know if I can do something or not.
It takes more than courage, it takes willingness to be seen.
Things get over engineered…or not finished because I don’t consider them good enough.
Trying to be perfect actually ends up making things harder for me & those I love.
In order to simplify I just have to let go of perfection…make a start when I don’t feel ready.
Consider things complete when they aren’t 100% perfect, let’s face it they never will be.
I’m going to cut the ties with perfectionism.
Who’s going to join me?
Let me know if you share the struggle. I’m absolutely sure it’s not just me.
From my heart to yours,