Before I became sick, I viewed accomplishing goals and meeting high expectations as requirements for creating a meaningful life.
When I fell short of my expectations, I often felt like I had failed. This was anything from getting good grades, to being more social (and less reserved), to running x number of miles on the treadmill or not making mistakes in flute competitions.
When I didn’t earn the grade I wanted or when I fell short of any of my expectations, I immediately saw myself as a failure.
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