Sometimes I'm a low-performer. The opposite of a high-performer. Not winning. Not doing great. Not in the zone. Not even a good attitude. Not all the time, sometimes. And that's okay. It makes me human. I recently sat down with Tiff (on Roll with the Punches) and we chatted about the unrealistic and unhealthy expectation (and pressure?) that exists in some groups and self-help echo chambers to be the perpetual high-performing, positive-talking, world-beating, personal-development Unicorn who never has a bad day, always wins, never gets sad or anxious and somehow lives in perpetual state of euphoria and success. Fuck that.
