Perfection is ironic, isn't it?!
I used to use "I am a perfectionist", in every interview or when someone would ask me about myself. I would say that I always strive for perfection, refusing to accept anything less. I would spend my time repeating the same thing over and over again until I thought it was "perfect". What a waste of time that was..Or was it? Maybe not a waste of time, but more of a waste of emotions.
I think it is a well-known fact that practice makes perfect. But in all reality, what does perfect even look like? I have learned that there are many versions of perfect; When my 3yr old takes 20 minutes to make herself a deconstructed Peanut Butter and Jam sandwich, it is perfect, to her. Old me would have been focused on the result, causing anxiety to run, leaving me feeling forced to do it for her, only resulting in making her cry. Healing me enjoys watching her enjoy every moment while learning about cause and effect, developing her fine motor skills, and gain self-confidence while perfecting her sandwich-making skills.
Looking for the lessons is part of the experience. Every human body is different, every experience is different, therefore, perfection in your eyes will be different. Give yourself a break; Focus on the experience and lessons learned along the way, instead of perfecting the results.
The amusing factor here is that I may no longer claim to be a perfectionist, but it took me 3 days to write and rewrite this post & I'm sure it is still flawed. Ironic?!
Ok, Bye-bye.
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