A friend mentioned that we spend our lives disciplined and she wants a break from the rigidity…

After all the searching, thinking the way had to be rigid and demanding, it isn’t. I’d heard that no matter the question, love is the answer. It’s the truth. ~ Moe

Rigid. Well, duh! Isn’t that good?
Follow the rules. Dot the i’s,
cross the t’s. An A is not acceptable
if an A+ was possible. Don’t mess up.
Do it right.
And if I don’t? What then?
Then I know without a doubt
that I’m a failure.
Not that I failed to do the one thing,
not that I did above average
but failed to be the best.
Not that I could have done better.
If I failed, I’m a failure.
Period. Rigidly. By the book.
Impossible. I’m powerless over perfection.
I’m living an life I can’t manage.
I’ve set a standard I can’t meet
and I’ll kill myself trying to meet it.
But no. I quit.
There is an alternative.
It’s love. It’s surrender.
It’s recovery.