HASTY – “perfectly me”
I realized recently much of my anxiety was attached to a feeling that I needed to be perfect. Act perfectly in all things.
I know logically there is no such thing. I mean I KNOW that. But I don’t think my heart ever got that message.
I must execute plans perfectly. I must do exactly what I say I am going do perfectly without change. Projects must be done perfectly or not at all. Be on time or the world will end. Carefully map out all possibilities or you’ll be left with no options forward whatsoever.
I always failed of course. I always had someone telling me I failed. There were few celebrations over accomplishments. Just keep pushing. Keep reaching for better. You aren’t good until you are…
I broke down once. A friend was upset with me. I don’t remember exactly why now because he was always upset at…
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