Can you afford the time that perfection requires?
Will you ever be completely satisfied that your thing is 100% perfect and couldn’t possible be any better?
If so, you might as well piss off now, because your kidding yourself.
We should all strive for perfection. But don’t be a slave to it. You’ll burn yourself out. Or produce nothing.
Take this website, for instance.
It’s not perfect. It might not even be brilliant. But it’s published. I’m writing. Maybe not the most expertly crafted prose or poetry. But it’s published.
I have battled with perfectionism for some time. I refused to celebrate my 30th birthday (a few years ago now) because I didn’t feel I had achieved what I should have done by that age. I didn’t deserve a party. Instead, I wallowed in self-pity. My friends hired venues and sent invites, seemingly happy with their status/achievements/success.
Get over it.
Don’t hang about waiting for perfection. Make it as good as you can and get it out there.