I’m guilty of being extremely hard on myself…..with everything. I’m at a point in my life where I’m putting the entire world on my shoulders. Everything has to be exactly how I want it. The right job, the right friends, the right boyfriend, the right clothes, the right food, etc. If it’s not precisely what I want, I don’t have time to deal with it. This is why I’m stressed, depressed but well dressed. I am stressed because I have expectations. I have expectations because I want to be successful. I want to be successful because I want to be able to achieve greatness, travel and dominate the world…..essentially. I have yet to achieve what I expected myself to achieve at 23 and because of that, I am getting upset over the small stuff. For example, this morning I woke up, went downstairs, poured myself some cereal and found out there was no more milk in the milk bag. My immediate thought: “WHY DOES THE WORLD HATE ME?!” I then put a new milk bag in the …