Confessions of a Devoted Dreamer
I don't know why I came this way, but I've always been the type of person who has to excel at everything... I mean everything. I remember coming home from fourth grade one day having a complete meltdown because I didn't get 100% on my weekly spelling test. FOURTH GRADE. The most interesting thing about that experience is that I don't remember feeling like I let myself down, I remember feeling like I let down my family and my parents. I kept apologizing like it was an obligation or expectation that I failed to uphold. Seriously, at 9 years old this was going through my head. By no means do I believe my parents put this kind of pressure on me. They always encouraged me to work hard, but they did not expect me to be perfect. So where did this idea come from? This idea that I owed the world my best effort, and if I failed I had miserably let everyone down? Honestly, I don't know. It has been a blessing in so many ways, and a curse in so many others. I have found so ...
