I think it is pretty common that most people are hardest on
themselves more than they ever are on others. This is basically how I live. My expectation of myself is perfection. Any attempt that does not reach this is
devastating.
Again this is a red flag for me.
I so admire the people who throw themselves into life and
try everything and anything. When they fail the take the lessons and move on to
the next exciting thing. I
struggle so badly to do this and I so badly want to be one of these people.
I feel like I can’t commit to something unless I will do it
110%. Insert anxiety. Good God who
does that to themselves. I know
others who put in their all but are also realistic they will have learning
curves and may even fail but will move on and not feel crushed.
I can’t even bring myself to dive into something unless I
feel it’s guaranteed. I am even
like this with relationships. God
pushed me something fierce to get me to go after Ben. There was a whole other power working on me then because it
was so out of the norm for me. I am thankful for that everyday. I just wish it
happened more often.
I feel that I have coasted through my life doing the things
I am now comfortable with and know I can do without failing at them. Here is an
example. I had a conversation with my mom about working for my Aunt and Uncle
on the show cattle circuit. She
asked me “well what was the worst that happened if you did something wrong, or
forgot to do something?” I thought
about it then replied “I don’t know, because I worked my ass off to make sure
it never happened.”
Me at the World Angus Forum in '09
Now this gave me a great work ethic. But is it a great work ethic when it is
out of fear? Fear that someone
will think less of you if you don’t do everything perfect? Or they will be disappointed? What if my own Aunt and Uncle loved me a
little less because I was not that perfect worker? Or worst yet you will have something to hate on yourself even
more for?! What’s sad about the
situation with the show circuit is I loved it, but I stopped myself from diving
into the more advanced work and attempting to become great at it from an
intense fear. Fear of judgment.
And Fear of what happens then when I have that many more things I have to try
to be perfect at? No one can keep
up with that kind of thinking.
I feel like there are countless things I want to be and do.
But have so many negative thoughts about myself and abilities that it will just
never happen.
Then I feel tortured.
Because what does that show my girls? What does it teach them about themselves and what they are
capable of?
I so badly want to be the person who jumps in and goes full
force, if not for me at least for my girls. I want them to know they can do and be anything. That as
long as they try their hardest it doesn’t matter how bad they fail. And I want nothing more than to be the
one that shows them that by my example.
That is my greatest wish. By far.
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