one thing leads to another and then very loud, very angry thoughts start ripping me to shreds all evening because "this is the one fucking thing you have left that you're supposed to be good at and you BLEW IT"
even though I fucking WON my FIRST TRY at the PRO DIFFICULTY in a BRAND NEW GAME...
even though I fucking WON my FIRST TRY at the PRO DIFFICULTY in a BRAND NEW GAME...
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I just want to enjoy things, man...
imposter syndrome is legitimately the fucking death knell for enjoying one's craft, especially when they've built up a reputation for being skillful at it, and it should be talked about way more than it is
my sincere condolences mocha
but... brain loud... I feel like I'm not allowed to be proud of myself because I still messed up elsewhere. I hate it
I'm proud of you though. You're an amazing racer!