Chey’s Lounge

My brain feels so limited. I feel like my ability to understand new information hits a wall and dives off a cliff at a certain point. Maybe you can push the limits a little, but ultimately, there is a limit to what one can grasp. Today I just feel a little empty. I feel bloated with nothingness. I don’t want to be a perfect employee, I want to be a good employee. I want to be perfect everywhere else though. Perfection is such a slippery slope. At what point does it stop benefiting us to strive for perfection? Maybe I don’t like reading things over because I hate being confronted with my mistakes. Or perhaps it stems from the idea that if I read it over, that means I tried. If I read it over and still miss something or don’t like it after, then I’m a real failure. It’s all in the mindset. This is obviously my mindset and not truths of reality, but it does lowkey feel like my truth.