The most harmful of the three subtypes of perfectionism is on the rise, and it can wreak havoc on our mental and physical wellbeing. Here, experts weigh in on the beast that is ‘socially prescribed perfectionism’ and share their tips on how to stop it from taking hold of your happiness.
Early on in my freelancing career, the same scenario started to play out whenever my husband walked through the door at the end of the day. He’d put his bags down and casually ask, “How did your day go babe? Any leads?”
My heart would start to race. My brain, suddenly believing it had something to defend, would go full Mackenzie Arnold, gearing up to shield my self-esteem from all angles.
I would begin sounding off the story pitches I had sent that afternoon, the auditions I had prepared for, the endless toddler-related admin I had happily ticked off my ever-increasing to-do list before I realised I’d forgotten to move the washing into the dryer (we’d have to put it through again if we didn’t want to smell like a musty swamp for the week).
I could see my husband’s attention start to fade the deeper I went. But I couldn’t seem to stop justifying my workday. This was not what he was asking. I knew that, but it didn’t matter. He actually just wanted to know if I’d had a good day. But I was convinced he thought I’d spent it faffing about.
Holy insecurity batman! What is going on here?