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Is your perfectionism ruining your hormones?

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Perfectionists and friends of perfectionists, unite.  Maybe you are one?  You definitely know one.  Actually, I ask this question to my patients daily.  Being a perfectionist is darn hard work, I should know, I almost became one full time.  I come from a long line of perfectionists (who I love to bits and they know who they are) but for me the constant nagging thoughts and ideas doing the swirl in my mind one day became too much.  I had to choose before I self combusted.  I had to let it go.

Don’t get me wrong – there are still very much perfectionist traits that creep back in at times.  Just ask my husband. He’ll list my triggers – there are two main offenders.  Packing and visitors.  Packing for a holiday brings out something in me that resembles the devil on red cordial.  Apparently my horns come out – and I know they do, it’s all too consuming.  I’m very particular when it comes to packing.  I don’t want to over pack, I like to keep it minimal, pack it all in very neatly and avoid forgetting anything.  I hate pushing weight limits and I don’t want to pack 100 items because I know in my heart of hearts I’ll end up wearing the same 3 outfits for the week anyway.  I put great thought into it.  It doesn’t help that I generally leave it until the night before heading away – perhaps that is too, somewhat a conscious choice to sink my fierce energy into a small packing window.  I can try and be a nicer person for the rest of the time.  Whatever the case, I’m learning to become very conscious about my behaviour when it comes to putting my belongings into a bag before I’m ready to set sail.  Who would have thought packing brought out my inner perfectionist?