In some workplaces, perfectionism is considered a virtue. Endless worry over quality seems like it would produce quality work, and that’s good, right?

But after some time in recovery, I know that to get better, I have to call perfectionism what it is: a defect of character. Perfectionism feeds on my fear and shame, two of the biggest drivers of my disease. If I’m practicing perfectionism, I’m not living freely within my Higher Power’s will.

Today, I will keep an eye out for perfectionism and follow a fellow member’s advice to strive for excellence rather than perfection. I may not be a perfect version of whatever my job title is; I’m not even sure that perfect version exists. But I can try to be excellent in all my tasks today. If I do that, I can focus on the things that are in my power, not on the perfection I can never quite attain.