I realized I have a bit of an addiction to self-help books. I’m always searching for ways to make myself ‘better’ (better-looking, a better cook, better at work, a better friend, etc etc). But in doing that, I’m telling myself that right now, I’m not good enough. That there’s something wrong with me that needs to be fixed. I’m tired of that constant striving. I’m fine as I am, dammit.
I won’t go as far as giving up or deleting my goals, but I definitely won’t be working very hard on most of them for a while.



