I have long had terrible, almost cropping, anxiety over little things. For instance, before going shopping downtown, meeting friends, etc. I just couldn’t figure out where this anxiety was coming from. I finally know…
As I was getting ready to go downtown on what should have been a fun day, with your voice in the back of my head, I realized that I’d planned the whole day and timed it out. Not only did I have to wear the perfect thing and go to all the places I’d planned, but I had to do them within set time frames. AND I couldn’t fail! This sounds insane now that I see it, but I tell you that before I “saw it”, it was perfectly normal for me.
How unkind I’ve been to myself! How harshly driven! Right then and there I said, “Good enough is good enough”. I decided to do it imperfectly, and let my intuition guide me. And it felt pretty good. It gives me hope that I may have found a way to beat the anxiety monster.
Who’d have thought that monster was actually perfectionism?
Thank you for your words of wisdom.
More relaxed in Seattle.