As the name of this site suggests, I am a Closet Type A personality. Everything needs to be perfect perfect perfect or else, it's now worth doing and I might as well give up! This type of personality can be exhausting and demoralizing. I am not where I imagined I would be in terms of my health or financial prospects. I think I am an okay mom but only because I have managed to keep the kids alive so far! My luck with plants, fortunately, was not a foreboding of awful things to come.
I know we are often our own worst critic. The things I tell myself I would never say to a loved one, a friend or even an acquaintance! I even try to avoid getting other people in trouble at work and try to phrase things in the most neutral, non blaming way possible. Yet, when it comes to myself, I don't hold back the venom and disappointment and disgust when I have failed. Is it any wonder that I haven't achieved my own goals?
I know I am capable. But I have hard time silencing that judgmental cruel part of me that rips me a new one every time I make a mistake.
It's not so much as resolution as it is a mission statement for myself this year. Or maybe it will be my theme. Progress, not perfection. As long as I moving myself forward toward my goals, then I can take pride in my achievements, no matter how small. I need to accept that making mistakes is a part of progess too. I think that part may be the most difficult for me.