Recently, I made a commitment to myself. When lightning strikes, I will put my personal growth first. Less doing, more be-ing. Balance.
I came to a realization earlier this week. These expectations. Where did they come from? They were mine. I'm a perfectionist. And I put the unrealistic, backbreaking standards on myself.
As much as it sucks... Surviving stressful times will better equip us to handle with grace whatever life throws at us next.