what's wrong with me
This makes me think of my mom. When i have done something and i tried my hardest, she says i cant try my hardest because i have to be perfect. This drives me crazy. I dont like being perfect. I get straight A's and one B? She says im awful. I just feel so pressured to be perfect that i just break because i know im a dissapointment.
The crazy-making, cruel, unpredictable actions of this family are unbelievable. My sharing was sometimes questioned, which made me feel even more uncertain. But the toxicity spread to my respected, normal husband. He was a man who thought that good could be reached in everyone, but he has learned otherwise now.