perfectionism
Battling anxiety and breaking free from perfectionism
I'd say this needs a trigger warning, cuz it was hard
for me to write.
But i hope someone enjoys, take care x
Trying to reach out with social anxiety, perfectionism, OCD, and body dysmorphic disorder is utter chaos.
Thoughts of a perfectionist attempting to write her first poem.
Just thought about Lucifer's question:
"What is it you truly desire?"
Usually people desire money, fame and lust so idk, I just went with it.
Are we weak? Or are we alone? Or are we insecure? Or do we just purely instinctively reside to that one perfection to give us company and motivation during our times? We are blinded by our own product...
An Orderly Life He lay his keys on the little desk next to the door and walked up the stairs to his room. He put down his bag and paused for a moment.
Come in, you are one of them. I am too. I know you can read me a poem and sing me a song. But love, none of us can.
Inspired by a lawn sign I drove past today
Battling anxiety and breaking free from perfectionism
I'd say this needs a trigger warning, cuz it was hard
for me to write.
But i hope someone enjoys, take care x
Trying to reach out with social anxiety, perfectionism, OCD, and body dysmorphic disorder is utter chaos.
Thoughts of a perfectionist attempting to write her first poem.
Just thought about Lucifer's question:
"What is it you truly desire?"
Usually people desire money, fame and lust so idk, I just went with it.
Are we weak? Or are we alone? Or are we insecure? Or do we just purely instinctively reside to that one perfection to give us company and motivation during our times? We are blinded by our own product...
An Orderly Life He lay his keys on the little desk next to the door and walked up the stairs to his room. He put down his bag and paused for a moment.
Come in, you are one of them. I am too. I know you can read me a poem and sing me a song. But love, none of us can.
Inspired by a lawn sign I drove past today