I’m a perfectionist. And, no, that’s not a good thing.
I used to think that being a perfectionist is linked to being a genius and doing an excellent work.
But it’s not.
I would do anything to avoid being seen as imperfect. Not because I want to do an excellent job; because I’m afraid people wouldn’t like the imperfect version of me.
Hard confession. I wish I can omit that last paragraph. But no, I want to suck and I want to do something imperfectly.