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Part of the problem with needing to be perfect is that it made me scared to try things in fear that I would fail. I had to be perfect. I had to be the best. It was what was expected of me.

But had I just been able to try things without the fear of failure then maybe I wouldn’t have just done all those things that I didn’t care for but was good at. Maybe I would have an entirely different career instead of being stuck at a dead end.

My hobbies have at least branched out. A few years ago I never would have been able to figure out how to host this website but now I know enough to do simple things.

I still catch myself with the fear of failing though. Not constantly, but occasionally. I question myself, what I can do, and tell myself there are things I cannot do.

Before my accident I felt like there was nothing I couldn’t do. But all that changed in a literal blink of an eye.