Could you tell me a time you felt disappointment?

Setting very high standards was once exclusively a positive thing to me, but now these somewhat unattainable standards are like a self prescribed drug in which I can’t stop consuming, even though they can push me into dark holes where escape becomes a vigorous mental battle.

In my industry, performance is everything, not performing to the ability I believe I can, can cause major self disappointment which applies a lot of mental strain. Dropping a ball for example, missing a tackle or not having the right answer for a question are all things that can occur daily for me, and I back myself 100% of the time to perform highly in each, but when I don’t it’s like a sharp dagger to the heart with only myself to blame.

Having recognised this self destroying act I proceed to do daily I’m starting to figure out ways to counter it and see more positives than negatives, the book “Grennlights” by Matthew McConaughey taught me to recognise these moments better but only pick the good shit out of them, I now call these green lights.