We make exhausting demands of ourselves, raking ourselves over lists and steps and personal inventories of self-improvement and self-perceived flaws, magnified under our own ongoing, private persecution behind closed doors.
Failure doesn’t actually exist. It’s not a failure if you learn something valuable from it.
So many of us struggle with a continual feeling that we’re doing things wrong. We’re uncertain how we should be living our lives, and have a nagging feeling we could — or should …