I’m not feeling well.
I was really exited for the prerelease weekend, but my perfectionism is getting in the way of my joy.
When I was playing? Fun. When I was done and looking at my results? Well, they weren’t perfect, so I have to feel bad, right?
Well, of course not. But my brain sure wants it that way.
They don’t teach you how to control your own head. I don’t think that means there is someone to blame. It’s probsbly not sonmething you can easily teach. I don’t know. I only took one class on psychology and it was just reading and taking a test each week. If you passed on Monday you didn’t have to go to class again until the next week. I didn’t go much. I can take tests.
But that’s the cliche I am. I did what people would consider great in school. I graduated third in my high school class.
I still feel like a failure about that.
Why? What does that get me?