If Brene Brown lived in my head, perfectionism would no longer hinder my productivity, stifle my creativity or inhibit my vulnerability. The little voices in my head that insist "I'm still not good enough" would miraculously disappear.
If Brene Brown lived in my head, perfectionism would no longer hinder my productivity, stifle my creativity or inhibit my vulnerability. The little voices in my head that insist "I'm still not good enough" would miraculously disappear.
