for the sake of sanity

I'm not proud of what I just turned in, but I'm proud of myself for letting go. I've always been a chronic worrier; someone who would not stop working until it was perfect. I would make myself sick over school, work, life, if I did not do something to my standards. One of my goals for graduate school was to be there for the right reasons, to recognize when I was learning something and when I was jumping through hoops. I didn't expect my lower standards to be applied to my master's project, but alas, it had to be done. And I was feeling it in my body. So, for the sake of sanity, I printed my final draft of my project and sent it to the department this morning. I am officially done.