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I can't hold this in any longer. Everyone should read this. Perfectionists like me are very, very hard on themselves. There have been times when I abused myself psychologically because I didn't achieve my goals. Perfectionists do not take criticism lightly. So if you're speaking to a perfectionist, watch your words, tone, and body language. Especially you parents. All I can say to you parents is back off. If you parents knew that your child was a perfectionist, you would never say half the stuff you say to them (assuming you care about them). For us, you parents are so damn hard to please. When we do please you, we experience euphoria. It's like we finally achieved everything we ever wanted in life. But when you criticize your perfectionist child, you are abusing them. I'll give you an example. Your child failed a test. He or she has been beating himself or herself about it for days. He/She has been very depressed and maybe even angry. The next test is in three days. Your child will leave every activity, including eating and sleeping, just to study for that test. One day, you walk into his or her room, which is a complete mess because your child has been too busy studying to pay attention to his or her room. You walk into the room when he or she is studying, get angry, and say something like, "You're so lazy. Clean your room. And come and help me with the chores. The only thing you ever do for this family is chores and now you're not even doing that because you've locked yourself into this room." Do you know what you have just done? You have taken a sharp cold knife and stabbed the very soul of your child. Every word you uttered is another cold long stab. "You (STAB) are (STAB) so (STAB) selfish (STAB) and (STAB) inconsiderate (STAB)." Your child is using every ounce of strength to keep a straight face and quiet manner while you are stabbing viciously. Then you leave the room, thinking that your child never listens to you. By leaving the room, you have made a final cold stab, twisted the knife, and left it in its place. At this point, God, I don’t even know how to describe it. Touch me and I will rage. I will break glass, pound the walls, scream, whatever. Give me one small push and I will lose it. I replay all of my parents’ words over and over. “You are so selfish. You are so selfish. You are so selfish. You are so selfish. You are so selfish. You are so selfish. You are so selfish. You are so selfish.” Over and over. I try to make sense of it. I start devising ways I can change in order to please my parents, or at least keep them quiet. Their words are now carved in the folds of my mind and remain there for years. Years. I can never forget them. Even if I do please my parents, the words echo back and forth in my mind. The knife may have fallen from the wound, but there is still a deep wound that never heals and becomes only a scar. So you parents better watch everything you say to your perfectionist kids because we hear you better than you hear yourself. I am just sick and tired of being treated this way by my parents who both know that I’m a perfectionist but still feel welcome to speak in however their impulses make them speak thinking that I’ll be able to handle it. Believe me, I don’t need most of their criticisms because I already criticize myself. Just needed to get this off my shoulders.
"How can we be just in a world without mercy and merciful in a world without justice?"
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