The truth is that perfection is impossible and "good enough" is good enough. I need to lower the standards I have for my own work. But as a designer, this task is insurmountably difficult. It feels like defeat. It's a tacit admission that I am not good enough to create things that meet the same level of quality that I demand from others when I evaluate creative work. My "taste" exceeds my own ability.
It's interesting that the source of my internal battle lies buried in something as innocuous as "taste". For most people, taste is just the basis of opinion. It describes the point at which something flips from being "not good enough" to "ok, decent". But for creative people, it's something different. Taste is everything. It is what drives us. It is the definition of success, the ceiling of what is possible, and the source of everlasting internal frustration. Being creative is a battle fought over the slow conversion of a mere idea into something tangible that you think is great. The question is: When do you stop the conversion process?