We call it perfectionism, wearing it like a badge of honor—evidence of our high standards, drive, and commitment to excellence. But beneath the polish and poise, perfectionism conceals something much more vulnerable: fear.

I can still feel the air in the room.

Top floor. Polished wood. A hint of formality that never really lets you breathe easy. Across the table sat the CHRO—one of the most influential leaders in the company. I had a deck in front of me, slides carefully arranged.