My childhood was over-controlled. I had controlling parents, controlling grandparents; perfectionism was the rule of the day.
I didn't go out of the house unless everything on me was perfect. I was given hair perms at 5 years of age. Grandmother made me go back home once, because I chose the wrong blouse for the skirt (I was 9).
I spent most my adult life trying to be perfect, and control the perfection. Control everything around me. I've spent a great deal of time learning how to control, to control better, to be more in control, to channel control, to develop control.
I used to think that was what I needed. And what I really needed was less control.
Well, Zenhabits is a great site--for me especially--so that I can stop controling, accept what is, learn what is, love what is.
Which reminds me:
Byron Katie wrote a book called "Loving What Is".... It's helping.