I've thought about this post for several days, but have put it off.
Ironic, but not surprising I suppose, given the topic is perfectionism.
As a child, there were so many things I did well, I could afford to be a perfectionist. In high school it became a problem. I almost didn't take AP American History. I didn't take Calculus. Nor would I take Econ because I feared I couldn't get an ‘A'. I did get ‘A's in the classes I took, but in retrospect, a ‘B' in Calculus, rather than no calculus at all given my chosen career, probably would have been a decent trade.
Enter the workforce.
When I got to New York, I wanted to succeed so badly, I had to square off with my perfectionism, muscling through the fear.
And I had to learn a few tricks. Like breaking things down into small enough pieces that I wouldn't be overwhelmed. Or telling myself to spend just spend 5 minutes putting everything together that I'd need, and then I could go do something else.
Courtesy: Sarah Jane Studios
When I do send perfectionism packing (and when I can't quite, I pull out a few tricks to pretend as if I have), I try more new things, and I learn more.
I can model for my children how to cope with perfectionism.
I get more accomplished because I procrastinate less.
I stop something I've started when I realize it's not worth finishing.
I am willing to date dreams, knowing I don't have to marry them.
Most importantly, I can welcome in my world.
With arms outstretched.
If you didn't feel the need to be perfect at a ‘thing', what would you try doing?