Perfectionism Split My Mind
Know Thyself, Heal Thyself Wednesday Prompt: What experiences make me split and polarize my thinking into black and white?

It comes by many names, thinking in extremes Black and white, polarized, dichotomous Normal on occasion — too much is a cognitive distortion
It may be fight or flight Wrong or right Something on two opposite ends Which end it depends
That is where I see me-where my days have been spent But for you, it is ok to be in the middle Or closer to one end a little Happy or sad, mad or glad You are free to pick where you stand It’s ok wherever you land
For me on the other hand I have perfection in mind for my plan No room to slide from side to side Just exactly at that one destination perfection —my exclamation
The voice in my head is directing me away From any attempt that may Bring me to stay For one moment of the day To a place that’s not perfect But what you find is a wreck The furthest from perfect one could get
I’m happy to say I will no longer lay My expectations of me At the extreme end I will flex and bend I will set myself free No longer my own bully
I am back to join you in a beautiful life That has many layers, stripes, and colors And much less internal strife
Thanks, 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘊. fro the prompt: Wednesday- What experiences make me split and polarize my thinking into black and white?
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