It’s been known I’m a perfectionist. I’ve gone from a position in the work world of management to just an employee. For my health reasons this is great but I’m learning a whole new way to do things and that brings some humility.
Yesterday I sent a text to my boss (yes have a work phone) and in response to hers and I owned I’m not perfect. It felt so odd to just be happy and not right. Sometimes battles are not worth fighting. Sometimes we just need to say OK.
This isn’t just about work. It’s about life. How often I don’t want to look like I’ve done something wrong. It’s exhausting.
It felt good to be in that place. It was a bit liberating to not have to be right. Opening myself to change isn’t always easy but it’s good.