I will know I have finally found my chill the day I don't rush home at the sight of a typo.
Perfectionism has been a really big challenge to overcome. I used to get panic attacks over this nonsense - because it was ingrained in me as a kid and young adult* that I wasn't allowed to make mistakes. They'd be used against me even years later. They were why I failed.
Now I know the world won't end if there's an apostrophe where it shouldn't be.
In theory. When stress levels are lower all around. 🙃
My policy is this: If the typo (or in my case, error) is really, really, ugly, I delete and redraft. Everything else stays. It's a much better way to live.
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Good policy. :)
Here's to better living, my friend!