Today morning, I recalled these amazing lines from Anne Lamott's "Bird by Bird" and I think, they encapsulate just the perfect POV to look at writing, perfectionism, and all the things that inhibit a free flow of writing. Read it below: “When we have a wound in our body, the nearby muscles cramp around it to protect it from any more violation and from infection, and that I would need to use these muscles if I wanted them to relax again. I think that something similar happens with our psyche muscles. They cramp around our wounds – the pain from our childhood, the losses and disappointments of adulthood, the humiliations suffered in both – to keep us from getting hurt in the same place again, to keep foreign substances out. So these wounds never have a chance to heal. Perfectionism is one way our muscles cramp. In some cases, we don’t even know that the wounds and cramping are there, but both limit us. They keep us moving and writing in tight, worried ways. They keep us s