For years, I thought I needed to do everything perfectly. And because of that, I barely did anything at all.
If you’ve ever waited for the “right” moment or the “perfect” version of yourself before starting, I’ve lived that too. That waiting almost cost me years.
1. Perfection kept me stuck in preparation mode
I rewrote plans, routines, and goals over and over. Everything looked perfect on paper, but nothing moved in real life.
I wasn’t trying to be productive — I was trying to avoid imperfection. The moment I chose progress over perfection, things began shifting.
Takeaway: A perfect plan with no action is still a trap.
2. I learned to do “small versions” instead of “ideal versions”
I thought habits had to be big to matter — long workouts, long sessions, long hours. But most days, the “ideal version” of me didn’t exist.
So I made them tiny: five push-ups, ten minutes of writing, one page of reading. And suddenly, things actually changed.
Takeaway: Small versions done daily beat ideal versions done rarely.
3. I stopped restarting every time I slipped
One missed day used to turn into a missed week. One mistake became a full reset.
When I stopped treating every slip as failure, consistency finally became possible. Now I just return quietly — no guilt, no drama.
Takeaway: Consistency isn’t never slipping — it’s always returning.
4. I learned that confidence grows from doing, not planning
Planning felt safe. Doing felt uncomfortable. But I realised confidence doesn’t appear before action — it appears after.
You take the first steps without confidence, and confidence slowly catches up.
Takeaway: Action builds confidence, not the other way around.
5. I made peace with being imperfect in public
I didn’t want anyone to see me learning or stumbling. But hiding killed my momentum. Trying — even badly — built it.
My early attempts weren’t impressive, but they were necessary.
Takeaway: Being seen imperfectly is better than being invisible perfectly.
How I Finally Got Out of My Own Way
I stopped chasing perfection and started chasing consistency — tiny steps, quiet returns, imperfect wins.
Slowly, things began moving in the right direction, not because I transformed overnight but because I finally stopped stopping.
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