The worst thing that could happen to an overanalyzing, overthinking perfectionist is….making the wrong decision. It’s earth shattering…to those people...not to me….because that doesn’t describe me...at…all. We think and we plan and we construct all the worst case scenarios. Then we go back and get expert opinions and analyze the data. And finally, we go over everything again until our brain is going to explode and we choose. And then we learn that we chose wrong.
So in a panicked frenzy, we go back to our data. We go over it and over it, shaking our heads “No, no, this can’t be right. I CAN'T be wrong!” But we are. Because no matter how solid our data is, there are other factors out of our control--people, events---things that don’t have anything to do with ourselves and our immediate airspace. Things and people who haven’t read the data, and if only they asked, you would’ve gladly shared it with them.
It’s one thing to be a fly by the seat of your pants type of impulsive person. The ones who decide on a whim to pick up and move to another city and then realize a year later, “That was the dumbest thing ever. Who let me do that? Oh well.”, and with a shrug they return to their original state. Those people are capable of shrugging because it was their own impulse that put them in that situation. There is no one to blame but themselves unlike the over analyzers who have to constantly keep a sharp eye out for all the various variables flying their way.
It’s exhausting. Constantly having to worry if it’s the right decision and being devastated when it’s the wrong one. I’m a strong believer in ‘you live and you learn’, because every single thing that happens teaches us something, but some habits are so damn hard to break. How can we learn to be the complete opposite of ourselves when it’s ingrained in our DNA?
That answer, I do not have. Because I haven’t done the data yet.
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