I found this old photo of me before my all conference game in 2010. I still remember that game because it was freezing and I played terrible. But I didn’t really care that my performance was really bad. Nowadays, I never forgive myself if I don’t perform something at my best.
This comparison of my old self, that was content as long as I had fun, with my new self, that never forgives himself if he doesn’t do something perfect, is depressing because it just shows how I am never satisfied with anything. That can be viewed as positive, because I’m always striving to be better. But when I do get better, I still won’t be happy, because I’ll want to be even better.