confessions of a perfectionist

/

I'm too hard on myself. I know I am. I always have been.

But somewhere along the way there was a shift. And the pendulum swung too far in the other direction.

 

 

 

 

I can't pinpoint an exact moment (although there probably was). But I think it was probably more of a wearing down. Too many years of hearing things like:

 

  • "You're too hard on yourself."
  •  
  • "Grant yourself some grace."
  •  
  • "Nobody's perfect."
  •  
  • "You're only human."
  •  
  • "Perfectly imperfect."
  •  
  • And the like.

 


And at some point I started believing it. And then I took it to heart. Complacency had taken hold.

And now it sometimes seems like I have an excuse for everything.

 

 

 

  • Sleep.
  •  
  • Exercise.
  •  
  • Eating healthy. 
  •  
  • Making an effort. 
  •  
  • Succeeding.



And a few weeks ago, I finally said:

"ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!"

I get to choose. I'm setting the schedule and the pace.

And so, I went back to basics to find my groove. And I'm working on it. I'm getting there.

 

 

 

  • I'm listening to my intuition and hearing my guides. 
  •  
  • I'm trying harder (done with excuses) but being kinder with myself when I fall short. 
  •  
  • I'm thinking long term, big picture, instead of living only in the moment. 
  •  
  • And I'm happier, less anxious, and more productive.