Thursday, April 12, 2012

To-do lists are to perfectionists as crack is to a drug addict.

But helpful none the less. Which is why I love/hate them so much.

I've been on the never-ending treadmill again today. (Yes I mean the metaphorical one. I don't look like the type that spends a lot of time in the gym do I?? No. I didn't think so.)

Things are good though. Love the pressure.

Love it more than I should really.

I'm getting quite focused on obtaining goals again and I'm loosing sight of the bigger picture.

Fulfillment doesn't come from external validation. Like how much work I can handle at any given time or how successful I am at that work -- it's a false measurement of my worth.

I need to keep reminding myself of that. I need to keep breaking that pattern of thought. Because it’s unhealthy. It's wrong. And I don't want that to be my life.

I'm reinforcing that now here.

And I'll keep at it until I get some dang peace. Yo.

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