Perfection, my fatal flaw

This article came up while I was at work today:

https://www.thisisinsider.com/perfectionism-definition-depression-anxiety-mental-health-2018-11?utm_source=quora&utm_medium=referral

To say I reacted poorly is an understatement. I’m still mad about it. It would appear that striving for perfection is generational, and I’m not the only one who is actively fighting mental illness because of it. What does anyone expect? My parents and their fucking generation destroyed all that was good and sustaining in our economy. They traded in pensions for 401ks, healthcare for higher salaries and let the wealthy enjoy limitless growth while the rest of us get peanuts.

What are we supposed to do? There are many who just want to fucking say “That’s the way it is”. Well it wasn’t always that way which mean it can be changed. Which requires hard fucking work, a whole lot of people like me getting fed up enough to turn the world upside down. That’s what I’m going to do too, illness or no. They’re going to have to kill me, because as long as I can write I can fight and as long as I can think I can win.

I’ll let you in on a little secret: it isn’t the smartest, or the richest, or the ones who go to the right schools that win in a head to head fight. It’s the jerk too stubborn to quit.

That’s fucking me. I’m tired and torn up, but I won’t be quitting. It can try to ruin me, better forces than it have tried.

I’m doing a little better. In a week this nightmare semester will be over, and I’ll make the next one better.