The San Francisco therapist kept telling me I shouldn't be terrified of creative experimentation. "I don't know what's doing to come out of me," I told her. "It has to be perfect. It has to be irreproachable in every way."
"Why?" She said.
"To make up for it," I said. "To make up for the fact that it's me."
[the first time I read this quote I felt like everything made sense and I had just been stabbed in the heart. I understood whoever wrote this. and that hurt and made sense.]
You don’t have to be perfect. Or make up for anything. But empathy for those who feel that way is a gift.
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