Letters from the hearth <3

Living one’s life as a perfectionist along with growing up with a mom suffering from the same disorder is far from perfect. I say “disorder” in the kindest terms possible because there is a misconception in either direction about how we perfectionists view our lives, and those that view how we behave. Here are the truths that I’ve discovered. I welcome comments if you also live as I do. One:  [ Read More ]