No, sorry, I just meant... in order to manage my daughter without her blowing up, it would have taken perfection today, and I couldn't.

I.E. if I opted to let her watch TV while I brushed her hair, it would have been okay, but today, because of an issue yesterday, she wasn't supposed to have screentime.

The difference in those little decisions, for her, is the difference between compliance and complete anarchy when she is stressed.

As for perfection, no, I've given up any hope of that. I used to be a perfectionist, but then I decided I had to grow up and put my energies into important things like school and family and a new career instead of scrubbing the floors with a toothbrush. It's pathetic how far from perfect this life is now. Well, wasn't perfect before, but at least it was neat, ha.