I'm a perfectionist. When I was younger, I used to think this was something to be proud of. Pretty sure I was a little jerk and would even brag about it. As a slightly wiser (hopefully) and slightly older (definitely) me, I've come to associate being a perfectionist with limitation, stress, and the stem of negative self-talk. Here's why: Perfection… Continue reading Why I Don’t Want to Be a Perfectionist Anymore