“Your daughter is an excellent student, Mrs. Zamot, but I’m concerned that her perfectionistic ways are zapping the fun out of her life.”

That’s exactly what my seventh-grade teacher told my mom while I was taking a make-up vocabulary test.

And she wasn’t kidding about me. I was the kid who would tear up an entire assignment if I made a single mistake in pencil and start all over again. Cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs, right?!

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