One of the most obnoxious voices in my head is the one saying that things need to be perfect. Perfectionism comes in various shapes and sizes—sometimes it requires that our homework be completed with 110 percent accuracy, or that every little task on our to-do list be checked off by bedtime.
For some of us, perfectionism means being hard on ourselves when we make mistakes. And others find ourselves uncomfortably sad when our lives don’t look like the perfect picture we envisioned in our minds. Regardless, whatever shape, size, or point of view it takes, perfectionism can be a monster. And most of all, it keeps us from the beauty of the reality of our lives.
