There’s a typo on this page.
Years ago, the blog that you are reading would have never included a typo.
Back then, I was an over-studier and obsessive proofreader. My blogs might not have had errors, but today — they just might. I know how much my obsessiveness with being perfect was affecting me personally. So, I made the decision to change.
A perfectionist from a young age
Growing up, I maintained a 4.0 GPA, but I didn’t have many friends. I rarely had fun. I was also fighting a life-threatening eating disorder. I strived for perfection with food, weight and everything else in life. In reality, this was killing me.
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