Perfectionist

Hi hello this is a monoweight self-portrait on a bad day.

I am a perfectionist, feminine, creative Australian. Those are all fine things to be, but their negative tendencies can be ex-haus-ting.

Nothing is ever good enough for my internal perfectionist. Existing as feminine also means (according to, you know, the world) that I should be humble and modest. I'm creative, which frequently equates to feeling wildly insecure. The icing on the cake of vulnerability is being Australian: we don't big ourselves up, we don't self-promote; we talk everything down because confidence equals cocky.

So many self-doubt-y feelings. Such a waste of time...