Throwing up on Tumblr instead of in real life
The most difficult part of finding something I'm good at and passionate about has been the parts where I have to let go of the idea that I need to be perfect at it.
I feel like I've been so fucking good at school. I've gotten the grades, the grade point average, the honors accreditations, the summa cum laude at the bottom of my degrees, the extra involvements, the effort, the story. And a single B on my transcript makes it crash down in my heart. I feel like I have worked my entire ass off to have a dent in my display of perfect academia.
I also feel so pissed off at anyone who says a B is good. I understand that. Good isn't the point. Unless I finish it perfect, all it ever gets to be is good, not great.
I'm just frustrated and discouraged. I need to move on with the rest of my day, continue doing my assignments and studying, and I couldn't do that until I was able to scream this nonsense into the void.
I know it's silly to people, but it's disheartening to have given up the many things I have in the last three years for this not to be perfect.
Obviously I'm going to keep going, I'm just bummed, frustrated, and downright pissed the fuck off.
