Have felt so lost and confused lately about my future and trying to keep up with everything. Been stressed out of my mind.
Had the best weekend. Got on the motorbike for a ride down the coast… Nothing clears your head like that free feeling of being on a bike. Felt amazingly happy. Hopefully can keep it up during the week!
Why do I have to be such a perfectionist? I can’t be satisfied with something unless I feel like I have gone all the way with it, and made it perfect. The thoughts literally plague me all day. With school, my body, my diet, my work stuff, my friendships, my everything. My mind never gives me a break. It makes me so tired. I can’t be perfect person, and yet I feel like I absolutely need to be or I’ll go crazy.