All my life I’ve been the achiever.
The poster child for all things efficient, perfectionistic and shiny.
And while this mentality might lead to things like 4.0’s and checking items off to-do lists, it leaves little room for people, processing and just downright resting.
My bent has always been the task, not the relationship.
How can this be as useful as possible?
How many things can I accomplish this way?
How can I do this thing more creatively and savvy than ANYONE?
Yep. Those are the thoughts (and torments) that pace around in a type-A, firstborn head. Driven by approval and further approval, it’s the drug that doesn’t ever let you get high enough. [Read more…]