One of my earliest memories was my dad saying “up and at it” and “get’er done”. I’m talking early grade school. Definitely sometime between 3rd and 6th grade.
I can’t be the only person my age who had too much time to think while walking home from school that young, growing up too fast.
So I’ve never been good at waiting or leaving things up to others, especially if I think I’m not a priority to them. I’ve always preferred to do things myself, depend on myself, and own my mistakes when I make them.
It’s uncomfortable and overwhelming to depend on others, on someone else's judgement and determinations, excuses for inaction.
It’s uncomfortable and overwhelming to exist in limbo, waiting, filling time with busy-work.
