So if I could go back and offer advice to young T=M, I would say more than anything this: it’s OK to make mistakes and fail at the things you undertake in life.
The reason being is, that I was such a perfectionist back then that I would eat up so much love and joy with my anger over getting things so precise. I couldn’t let go the tiny detail I overlooked or one word spelt wrong out of fifteen in a school test. If I had realised much sooner that we need mistakes to happen in order to learn and progress, to have something to work with, then I would have saved a lot of heartache.
Mistakes are necessary, whether we learn from them is optional. Do the right thing.