Perfectionism is the absolute prostitution of potential. Let me say that again. Perfectionism is the absolute prostitution of potential.
Perfectionism, according to Merriam-Webster, is “a disposition to regard anything short of perfection as unacceptable”. I think sometimes we go through life with the need to be complete in our accomplishments or to feel stable because of how consistent we’ve been in our relationships and/or responsibilities.
Don’t get me wrong: being consistent and committed is a GOOD thing, but such has nothing to do with one’s value.
Here is where potential comes into play. In the aforementioned dictionary, potential is defined as “existing in possibility :capable of development into actuality”.
Isn’t that so much more beautiful and inspiring to think about? That when we mess up, instead of holding ourselves to an impossible standard, we can be excited to move on and see a better version of ourselves come into play?
Where perfectionism is the absolute prostitution of potential, potential becomes the possibility of self-improvement, thus negating the need to be held in bondage to the lie of perfectionism.
And that’s really all I have to say on that matter.