I'm a type A personality. Maybe an A+. I've tried to go into recovery, but I always get kicked out.
I'm an addict. That's just the way it is. Addicted to striving to be my best. Addicted to perfection.
For me, I'd hate to die with regrets. To feel like I could have but didn't. Knowing I really wanted to do something but never really having the guts to go for it—that feels terrible. But even though I push hard in my own life to succeed, I know there are many out there who ride the wave of contentment.
And I get it. Everyone has the right to decide how far they want to push.
As humans, we are given the gift of intuition. We are able to visualize our potential and reach it if we desire.
But what happens when we push too hard? When the price we have to pay to get there is just simply too high? When does the consequences of proving yourself do more harm than good?
I always strive to be the best I can be. And for me, pushing myself comes easy.
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