Sunday, 27 April 2014
10:59:31 PM (GMT)
I will finally admit it, I am a perfectionist.
A HUGE perfectionist to a lot of people (especially to my mom), but people don't
understand how hard it is to live with being one.
So, this idea of the common confessions of a blank, came to mind.
And here I am here typing away.
As I even type right now, I start to write a word, but then delete seconds later.
Sometimes I don't even get the whole word out.
So it's the sentence that I type as to sound perfect.
I can't even clean without it being perfect.
And one thing you should know - I HATE cleaning.
But yet when I start, its like I can't stop unless it's perfect.
Or up to my high expectations, however you want to word it.
I love to paint my nails - I think it's the only hobby I have - but there's a catch.
If I paint my nails, and stare back a them, and I see that it's not what I hoped
I grab the nail polish remover right away, and scrub it away.
And I'll also show it around the house (my mom, dad, sister, etc...) and they will
say that it's beautiful.
But not what I thought.
And if it doesn't turn out what I thought it was going to be - I get frustrated with
Like really frustrated.
Where I'm screaming at myself, and thinking why can't I get one thing right?
Just one thing - I just want to be perfect at one thing.
Is that too much to ask?
To non perfectionist - it is.
But to me?
I don't think so.
Next time, I'll go into depth about a personal experience and how it made me feel.
Comment if you're a perfectionist or not.
I'll love to hear what you think.