hidden fears

I’m worried about my mistakes. I’m having doubts about my work ability. Or maybe I’m just not suited for the job. I needed something to focus on, but it turned out to have that extra sensitivity around. I did what I needed to, say what I needed to, why doesn’t it all halt to a stop? Similarly, I’ve had the best of times and the worst of times, it isn’t fair to deny mi of all my efforts to pursue greater joy in life much less necessary. This post is random. Yena’s a walking contradictor.