020 – The Burden of… Asymptotic Perfection: Part I



I would like to draw upon my fallible memories of high school mathematics to talk about… the asymptote.


The asymptote is our friend. It may not have been in high school, but it can be today. I find that it can serve as a helpful analogy for a discussion on perfectionism. Let’s see whether it works. You be the judge. –roc,sj



  1. Linda Hayek says:

    OK. The graph caught the attention of this math teacher, and the analogy speaks to me. I am a recovering perfectionist, and I love the image of “making progress.” I recognize (notice) the anxiety when I can’t get it all done or save the world. (It is a burden!!) Thanks for your words (these and others), which have helped me more than you could possibly know. I miss your words of wisdom over lunch!! When are you moving back to Omaha? Just asking. Meanwhile, it’s nice to see your face online from time to time.


    • I figured that a math teacher like you would respond to this one, Linda. We’re all recovering something or other. Or not, eh? “Progress, not perfection” is one of those great slogans from the 12-step world.
      Thanks for your kind words, too. Let’s “do lunch” sometime when I get back to Omaha… not sure when though.
      And I am pretty sure I’m here in MKE for a stretch. Not too long, I hope. (God, you listening?) (hahahahahahahahaha, right!)
      Peace to you, Linda!


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