Embracing 'Good Enough': A Recovering Perfectionist's Journey

I’m a recovering perfectionist.

There was a time when I cared deeply about how others saw me. I didn’t just want to be good—I wanted to be the best. My competitiveness, determination, and ambition kept me striving for more.

Coming from a competitive sports background, I learned to equate my worth with my results, always pushing harder.

But becoming a mother shifted my perspective. I realized that competition and perfection often don’t serve us—especially when what we really need is connection, community, and compassion.

Maybe it’s age or experience, but I’ve found that the more I embrace being good enough, the happier I feel. That doesn’t mean I’ve stopped striving; it just means I no longer tie my worth to what I achieve.

I don’t need to be perfect—just good enough.