Something happened today that got me to be reminded of my perfectionism tendency.
I know everyone makes mistakes every now and then. But I used to beat myself up whenever I step on some sh*t (!), even though I know very well that "good judgement comes with experience, but experience usually comes with bad judgement".
That makes me feel a sense of relief.
If I were to trace it back, I presume that probably stems from my school days - days when I always aim to score well. Not scoring well will make me think like there is a scratch on a piece of great art. Not that I am thinking that striving to be good academically is not a worthy endeavour, it certainly is - because that shows we make effort to unleash our best potential.
And that is it - making that effort is already something to take pride in. Perfectionsim is just being attached to results.
My solution to handle this issue? Ask myself truthfully in the heart whether I have given my best shot, whether what I have done is right, whether it is full of love and does not hurt others (and myself). If so, everything else just does not matter!
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