From my yellow notebook  7

My perfectionism = Paralysis

I have a great intolerance for any errors… Mine!

I have a very high fear of ridicule (big ego?).

God that’s maybe to recognize itself in others...

I am the Great Wizard; I can conjure up magical thinking over and over and over...

I am a student at the University of Life.

To be able to go from a state of suffering to a state of power.

Being patient that’s knowing that it will happen.

Allow time… to Time.

All right, I tried and it wasn’t through there.
Now, where should I go?

As soon as I have what I desired, I quickly feel emptiness.

What I like is the "desire to have".

I have inner screams asking to get out.

I have an innate sense of adaptation.

I need to change angle by which I see things, only a few degrees.

I have many rigid and inflexible beliefs.

I look for the perfect action for the perfect reaction.

Very intimate diaries  7

Sometimes to write asks me no particular effort; everything flows, regardless of the quality and quantity.

When I'm happy I reward myself by eating comfort food.

When I’m not happy, I let steam off by eating comfort food.
What’s a vicious circle yet...?



I don’t flipping care about so many things!



My new obsessive ideas are often old obsessive ideas with new makeup, new clothes and a new hairdo.



I decided that luck existed. Bonne chance!



My initial “sense of urgency” has been gradually transformed into despair.



I’m endowed with strength, power and an iron discipline that allows me to build... and destroy.



I guess I have the friends I deserve.



I need to unravel my negative patterns stitch by stitch before being able to start thinking knitting it back positive.



I try to stuff myself with my life’s tools on and on.



Many of my negative life routines were positive at first.



I’ve been questing for so long that I don’t know what I’m looking for anymore.

I am and I already have all I want without knowing it, without seeing it.