When nothing you do is ever quite enough — including being enough.
You set the bar high.
You do things right.
You rewrite.
You rework.
You overthink, then overdeliver.
Because if it’s perfect…
maybe it’ll be safe.
Maybe you won’t be judged.
Maybe you’ll finally feel okay inside your own skin.
Perfectionism hides behind achievement.
It wears the mask of discipline.
But really?
It’s fear in disguise.
Fear of not being good enough.
Fear of being seen before you’re “ready.”
So you wait.
You tweak.
You stall under the illusion of “getting it right.”
But nothing ever feels right.
Because the finish line keeps moving.
And you’re too tired to celebrate — even when you win.
Ask yourself:
- Am I striving for excellence — or avoiding imperfection?
- What would I do differently if I didn’t need it to be flawless?
- What’s the cost of waiting for “perfect”?
This is the Cushy way.
Progress with peace.
Effort with grace.
Enoughness that isn’t earned — it’s owned.
You weren’t meant to be flawless.
You were meant to be free.
