I’ve been feeling overwhelmed of late. I do too much. We all do too much, don’t we? As an ex-perfectionist, I still sometimes think I can manage everyone’s expectations and my own, give one hundred percent to my relationships, and take care of basic human functioning while succeeding at every. single. thing. handed to me. I can do it all!
ROOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAR!
If age and maturity have given me anything, though, it’s knowing when I’m defeated and being able to admit it.
So I’m here to say: I can’t do it all. Not well anyway.
Meow.




