An older male relative of mine used to talk about his wife. He described how she was always complaining about stuff, that everything was not good enough, that things should be better, blah-blah. To my young blue pill self, this seemed to be ludicrous, as the wife seemed to be very far away from being such a person that would do that. Then I got married. My wife seemed very pleasant on the outside, especially to others. But she was never really satisfied with much of anything. So I learned the lesson that he was trying to teach the hard way.
In reality, the wife was offered the SAHM job, but refused. There was no need for her to work, as I owned a house and had a fine enough income. But she insisted on working. But only with what she viewed as her dream job. She really did not make much money doing it, but the stress that her job put her under was large, and it spilled out everywhere. As it turned out, her dream job was less than perfect, I was less than perfect, everything else was less than perfect. Then we divorced.
Often, the last amount of resources required to get to perfection is very large, and perfection is usually not required anyway. Grousing over that last 10%, making yourself and everybody around you miserable is counterproductive, and is no way to go through life.
For some reason, this affliction seems to mostly affect women. Furthermore, they work hard to make it never visible to the public. I wonder why that is. But more importantly, what is the cure?