running after perfection my whole life has made me anxious and sad.It was always about better and more.I was feeling guilty all the time,that I didn´t do enough,that I was not enough. And it was getting worse. Always.
But then I came to realize that noone´s perfect. We all have our struggles.Mine has just begun (for a couple of years) and it can be a neverending story. But it´s getting better as time passes and I discover myself every single day.I have bad days,but then there´s a good day and this is all I need to move forward.