He's so good with words....

Yay! I finally finished one of the two big papers that have been dogging me all summer. I can't believe it took me so long to write 10 pages. As is my custom, I read and edit only individual paragraphs and transistions, and never really read the whole thing at once, so I don't have any idea how it turned out. Usually they're fine--my professors are always telling me that I am a good writer.
I think this is part of the problem. I want to believe them, but in my heart I am always struggling to prove it. Ever since I quit drinking I have tried to make up for being a total loser for so many years, and can never really relax. I always feel like I'm letting people down if I don't do my absolute best. I even sit here editing these stupid journal entries that nobody reads anyway.

So I agonize over these assignments that most people give very little thought to. Sr. Paulina, my theology director tells me not to be such a perfectionist. She says my goal for this year is to simplify my life. The key is to figure out how to simplify without being a perfectionist about it.