I'm a perfectionist.
It tortures me. Getting bad grades is the
abusolute WORST. Whenever I do anything wrong, I break down about
it. I understand that perfection is undefinable and impossible to
acheive, but that doesn't stop the thoughts of failure from
overwhelming me.
But you know what?
Today I got a B. On my report card.
My second B ever in 15 years of
life. An 89%.
AND
IT'S OKAY.
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