The Worse I Am at Something, the More I Enjoy It
(aka How a Perfectionist Mantra Kept Me From Experiencing Joy)
4 min readMay 21, 2019
Growing up, I enjoyed writing; I penned an entire sequel to The Neverending Story in 4th grade (this is before there was an actual sequel). I wrote angsty poems and filled journal after journal with plans for my grown-up life. Because I enjoyed writing and had a knack for it, my…
