Guilty as charged

I have always wanted to be perfect.

I wanted to be a perfect daughter. I wanted perfect grades so I would measure up to what I thought was expected of me.

I wanted to be a perfect friend. In my mind, I always fell short. I was never pretty enough, clever enough, talented enough to fit in anywhere.

I wanted to be a perfect wife and mother only I never loved myself enough to realize that dream. I was never good enough for any man, at least in my mind.

I wanted to be there for you. I wanted to be a hero. I wanted what you said you wanted. I wanted the outcome to be perfect.

Now I want to be a perfect patient. I want to be the easiest, bestest.

I want to talk to you.

Later.