My mom has told me since I was a kid that I am a perfectionist. My high-school self would argue, in true teenager fashion, that I didn’t care about being perfect. I was in my I-don’t-care phase and I didn’t really grasp it. As an adult, I’m working in therapy to overcome several coping mechanisms my body and brain thought were in my most self-protecting interest. One of these that continually shows up in my day-to-day is this need to do everything
Everything’s a Problem in Need of Fixing
Everything’s a Problem in Need of Fixing
Everything’s a Problem in Need of Fixing
My mom has told me since I was a kid that I am a perfectionist. My high-school self would argue, in true teenager fashion, that I didn’t care about being perfect. I was in my I-don’t-care phase and I didn’t really grasp it. As an adult, I’m working in therapy to overcome several coping mechanisms my body and brain thought were in my most self-protecting interest. One of these that continually shows up in my day-to-day is this need to do everything