About perfectionism. I agree with someone above, who said that it is toxic. I remember when I was a child, I would handwrite things over and over and over and over again, if there was one single mistake in my handwriting or one single space that was wider than another or, anything, I would have to start all over - I would have to finish it, but start all over. Until I got the perfect handwritten copy. Guess what? Later down the road I needed bilateral carpal tunnel surgery lol. For me, there was fear attached to things like that not being perfect. It was a compulsion to try to keep the bad things from happening, to make whatever absolutely perfect. But it also caused a lot MORE anxiety because - can anything really be perfect? Can we really make anything perfect? That is one compulsion that over time I had to force myself to let go, out of necessity, because with my other illnesses - nothing nothing ever could be perfect. Everything was in a constant state of far from perfect. But in actuality, that is life for everyone, not just life for someone with disabilities. So you have to accept. Accept the imperfections. Ignore the imperfections. Whatever you have to do. And just move forward.
