My harshest critic: Me

Here’s something I didn’t expect to admit at 21:
I’ve been way too harsh on myself.

I’ve been making small mistakes lately.
Things no one else would probably even notice.
But to me, they feel massive.

Send the wrong detail in an email.
Miss a step in a process.
Forget something tiny.
And in my head? It’s the end of the world.

The truth is: I’ve been harsher on myself than anyone else ever would be.
I replay these mistakes like Lionel Messi highlight reels, convincing myself they
matter more than they really do.

So I built guardrails.
Small habits that make a big difference.

Reflecting on the past weeks:
- These “mistakes” mean I’m still learning.
- They show I’m moving forward.
- They don’t define me, but how I respond to them does.

It also made me think about the bigger picture: how I interact with others.
If I’m this harsh with myself, I need to make sure I never pass that same harshness onto people around me.

Respect and empathy go further than perfection.
The inner critic will probably always be there.
The only question is: how much do I listen to it?

❓How do you deal with that voice when it gets too loud?