On Friday my mother phoned me at work. We spoke for a bit and as we were saying goodbye she said "Raven Lee, have a great weekend. Be gentle with yourself, be kind to yourself". After I hung up and those words sat heavy on my mind. It is a well-known fact that I have perfectionist tendencies. Actually no, let's be honest ... I am a full-blown perfectionist. Okay, let's be even more honest ... I am also a workaholic. This is an exhausting combination that over the past year I have tried to correct.
Maybe when you think of perfectionism, you imagine someone with an immaculate house. Perhaps you picture someone who is methodical and likes things lined up just so. Well you'd be correct in a sense. Perfectionism is at its core, shame, the thought that we are not good enough. It's goal is to extinguish all fears and anxieties by getting it all right. …show more content…
embarrassing. It made me feel vulnerable and completely transparent, exactly what a perfectionist does not want. So, I have begun my journey out of perfectionism and it feels like someone is pushing me off a cliff. Self-care for me as become a conscious decision every day to live life. I have to live wholeheartedly and not go back to an exhausting, calculated way of