Blaugust 2025: I’m not a perfectionist, I’m just twitchy
You really don’t know just how much I annoy myself with it too.
As I sat there yesterday slowly picking through some art reworking I need to be doing, it takes a momentous amount of effort sometimes to just go “no, that’s fine, you’ve got it” and be done with.
And I don’t mean in a “if I just put this line here instead” kind of way, I mean in a “well, I’m not happy with this so let’s burn it all down and start again” kind of way. The kind of way where it absolutely does get between getting what I need to do done.
I’ve come to realise that it’s a stress thing more than anything. If I am super stressed about something then I’m more likely to find fault in my own work and make more work for myself. I never used to have that sort of clarity and it would derail me fairly frequently. You can rummage through plenty of my old project folders and see where it’s happened. Thankfully, now I’m more comfortable with me, it happens less frequently.
It’s not really gone away, I’m just more aware of when my brain is being unreasonable. Like most things, it’s a work in progress. And it turns out, yeah, the work I did do yesterday was fine,
Phew.