Good enough

    Perfectionism is cute in theory. “Oh dammit I’m such a perfectionist” deceives us into thinking we’re obsessed with making everything as good as it can be. But really, it’s the hair-wrenching fear of not ‘good enough’. We believe that this is our one and only chance to show up, so we can’t let some subpar work define us.

    So, for all ya’ll who know me, it takes around 3 business days to choose something off the menu. Rationally, I know it’s not life or death, but it really feels like it is. Like a war in my head of ‘JUST PICK ONE’ and ‘What if I don’t like it?’. Sometimes having high standards is good, but often ‘just right’ or ‘perfect’ only leads to crippling indecisiveness at the supermarket ‘Which milk do I buy? OAT, ALMOND…MACADAMIA?’ and expert procrastination. Hence why I’ve neglected writing blog posts.

    It’s not like I haven’t been writing, there’s plenty of half-written drafts, pleading for me to return to them. But I can’t get myself to finish them, because finishing it means being vulnerable and posting work I don’t think is ‘perfect’.

    But then again, Seth Godin can type up a blog each day for 10 years straight because he doesn’t fear a ‘bad’ post. To him, bad writing is essential for good writing to pop its lil’ head out.

    So this is a pact for myself, to write everyday and not let perfectionism whip me in the butt. Cause ‘good enough’ is better than not posting anything at all.

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    Jo