For a few months I’ve been seeing a therapist again. She lets me show up at her office, vomit out some words about how I feel like a failure, then she tells me that I’ll be okay, and then I leave. We do that every few weeks.
One of the best things she’s said to me is this: it’s okay to suck at things. There are things I’m trying to do, and if they go poorly that doesn’t make me any worse at being me.
Once I’m allowed to suck, that means I’m also allowed to stress a little less about it.
Do what you can when you can. Try to grow. Worrying just stops you from learning.