Trauma Of Perfection

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I was brought up on the core principle of always to try my best. However, somewhere in my brain the definition of “best” and “perfect” got mixed up. Ever since I started school, I was expected—or so I thought—to keep up a persona of perfection that I felt that I could never escape. Teachers in elementary school would use my notes as their own to teach the next class. Friends would come to me for advice or help before going to their own family. I was used as the demonstration on how a project should be completed. I hated the attention. While I did—and still do—enjoy doing well on my assignments, I would have used to have rather written an entire research paper on the history of grass, than having my work pointed out in front of the class as a “prized possession” and have peers’ glaring eyes turn to me.
This caused me for most of my life to wander around thinking as if I was part of an experiment; thinking that I was a prototype that teachers wanted to mold the rest of their students into. Despite this mindset, I continued to work myself tirelessly, to keep up the perfection so that I did not let anyone down. This mentality carried with me until my junior year when I realized that a grade was …show more content…

I simply told him that he was wrong and deliberately enrolled in it to prove him so. I accepted the fact that parents do know what is best for their children, but regardless of the struggle, I pushed myself day in and day out to try my hardest to be proud of all of the work I put in despite whatever outcome I was to receive. As my knowledge grows, I realize that there is rarely a consistent definition as to the perfect way to do something. More often than not, an idea is put into our heads that tells us that there’s only one correct way to do something, when in reality there are many approaches that will provide beneficial

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