Monday, April 23, 2012

Perfectionism

I am not a perfectionist
At least I don't think I am
I joke I am a recovering perfectionist
I'm a club of one
Ha ha, that is supposed to be funny
I know I want to be the perfect
Mother, daughter, student, friend
I always wonder if I meet my own standards
I worry how others see me
I worry about my own failings
All this to be perfect
I, also, joke that when I'm perfect
I will be six feet under
I think I stress out in my aim to be perfect
I don't think it shows
But my daughters tell me it does
I need to relax and as a song once said
"Roll with it baby."
As I say, "Don't forget to breathe."
(Big sigh)

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