perfectionism, inner griping

today i am hearing the old critical voice:

1. your neck is so tight-- how are you ever going to be a good yogi?
2. you've let your hamstrings get so inflexible!
3. pain everywhere- how can you get out from under it?
4. the window you insulated last night is still leaking a draft- why can't you ever do anything right?
5. you have studying to do, you know. you're not doing so hot in chemistry, and
   
6. who knows how you did on that statistics test?
7. why can't you find balance between work, home, yoga, studying?
8. why are you going to school anyway? you haven't even absorbed the yoga teacher training yet.

to which i must say "blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" and very meagerly show my defiance. these are the dark alleys i find myself in. self blame replacing external blame at every turn.

so i'm not &*%$ing perfect. i am clumsy, yes. unbalanced, definitely. i am also trying really hard to do everything. it is overwhelming, but i have to try.

sometimes these monsters are too much to face.

love,
teague