Today, I’m facing a challenge. It’s not a bad challenge but it might be life-altering. It’s terrifying and exciting and overwhelming, and wrapped up neatly into one messy ball.
I’m a perfectionist.
I’m a control freak.
And I’m not perfect and definitely not in control this week. And what’s even more of a challenge for this closet D (personality), other people are going to realize that I’m not perfect or in control. I hate it when people figure that out.
Okay, really they already know that but I have to acknowledge that they know it.
I don’t like that.
But, you know what?
The experiences we can’t control and that aren’t perfect tend to be the ones that grow us. While my experience today has pushed me to the brink of insanity, I’m still alive and I’m growing. And that my friends is pretty great.