Somewhere perfectionism to me is not really about a deep love of being meticulous. It’s about fear. Fear of making a mistake. Fear of disappointing others, fear of failure. Fear of success. Somewhere is refusing to let you go ahead.
Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor, the enemy of people. It will keep you cramped and insane your whole life and it is the main obstacle between and your first crappy draft. I think perfection is based on the obsessive belief that if you run carefully enough, hitting each stepping stone just right you won’t have to die. The truth is you will anyway die and anyway and that a lot of people who aren’t even looking at their feet are going to do a whole lot better than you, and have a lot more fun while they are doing things. Be it a painting a writing or anything there is never finishing but at a point we stop and move ahead.
I remember for a long time my block in using my potential was if I did X then the demand for next time would be X+1 I found it easier to be X-1 where the potential of X still existed. It was only when did the Landmark curriculum for living did I understand there is no better or change it is growth, as long as we don’t re-invent the wheel.
“Perfectionism is a self-destructive and addictive belief system that fuels this primary thought: If I look perfect, and do everything perfectly, I can avoid or minimize the painful feelings of shame, judgment, and blame.”
― Brené Brown, The Gifts of Imperfection: Let Go of Who You Think You’re Supposed to Be and Embrace Who You Are