Another Sunday night and I'm sitting here trying to calm down enough to get to sleep. I'm nervous. I'm nervous because I haven't finished a task I said I'd finish on Friday afternoon. I still have time to fix it and I even worked on it a little on the weekend. I am just petrified that I will not be good enough again. I don't know if I can take failing again. But then again, I'll have to if it happens. I can't just skip out. Maybe this is not the career for me. The perfectionism drives you to try and act as if you're not even human anymore. But of course, you are. And so it goes round and around in my head and I try to rationalise but then a little part of me panics and we go around again.
Sleeping on Sunday nights is not my strong suit.
Sleeping on Sunday nights is not my strong suit.
It was all fine on Monday. It worked out well and I wasn't in trouble. Just in case you were wondering ;)
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