Sometimes I’m really glad I have OCD and anxiety
I know it’s not a disease I should be glad to have but I think it’s really convenient to be a perfectionist when it comes down to something important. For instance, I vowed that by the end of this week my cover letter, resume, and clips would be sent to all of the potential internships I’m applying for. So I figured, hey, now that it’s done, I should have people look at it to make sure I didn’t make any mistakes.
So during my free time (and frankly, my lunch time) I went down to see a representative at Career Services. My cover letter was a complete mess but my resume was not terrible, maybe had a few minor glitches.
After reading both, the representative goes, “Wow this is awesome. I don’t know why you said this was bad.” At first I thought this was a good thing but as soon as I left I started to feel pretty anxious. A lot of the thoughts: “This can’t be that easy” and “There’s got to be something wrong with this, there always is.” and “I’m not sure what I’m going to do HELP” came to mind. A lot of people would just be happy with that visit, but me, I was feeling pretty anxious about it for hours. Add anxiety about applying for these real world things in the first place and you have one big mess.
Thankfully, I had my mass media management class today and had my professor look at it. He tore the cover letter to shreds and told me when I revised it to e-mail it to him and he’ll continue to help me. So thank god for that because I would be sending material that is not up to par.
The title of this post is on a case by case basis. Most of the time, I’m rarely glad I have this diseases. Today just happened to be one of those instances I’m glad I’m extra careful with everything that I do.
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