My destructive self-talk often stems from having an over-abundance of interests duking it out with over-achieving perfectionist expectations.
“If only I could focus on something and commit then I could actually get REALLY good at it!”
I know this is both deeply forgetful of what I have accomplished, unduly dismissive of skills I have, and damn out of touch with reality. But there it is.
As I embark on new projects, I find the need to remind myself often that this anxiety/doubt/DEBILITATING FEAR is a key part of the process. It means I’ve found something that matters to me and that I want to do well.