Release Perfection, Find Light

I spent the entire day listening to people’s troubles and being told I should keep the lights on, but the glow feels more like a fire alarm than a beacon. Every time I remind myself that progress comes when I release perfection, the words land like a sigh of frustration. My own optimism is getting buried under the weight of everyone’s expectations, and the quiet I crave feels like a luxury I’m too tired to afford. I wonder if my constant push is just a well‑worn script that drains the only spark I have left. #OnAndOff 😤