Finding the balance is sometimes hard. When I feel content I chastisize myself for not doing enough, forgetting that I am the one who makes the rules. There's this nagging feeling of needing to do more, give more, work more, live more. But truth is, I'm happy the way things are today. Not perfect, not a dream, but today was a great day. The balance of what I think I should be doing and what feels enough. It is my life's biggest challenge. When did I start living this way? When did I become an overachiever? When did I decide that what others say is more important? Why do I have this deep need to prove myself? To whom? This is the question. I have found balance, still I struggle with it every day. I know I'll easily tip over, I know I'll easily loose focus. Fear sits on my shoulder. I've come too far to fall again.