Feeling paralyzed by imperfection is a feeling I am familiar with, one I am trying to distance myself from. Memories of quitting or turning down opportunities because my fear of imperfection begins as far back as I can remember. I have spent hours of my life planning to execute my goals, scheduling my days and weeks, formulating my menus, or mapping out my life, only to find myself stuck when there is an unexpected bump in the road.
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