Day 12- self help. One thing I am currently working on; I was crippled with the disease of punctuality ; showing up on time, sometimes before. I call it a "disease" because that is what it was, it had completely overtaken my sanity. Being late was unacceptable. I took pride in showing up on time, sometimes even before and I expected nothing less from my children. Neither I nor my children have ever been late for anything. They never missed the school bus because they were late. I often dragged them to parties or social events where we would be the only ones present for hours before anyone else appeared. It was during these moments of waiting, of feeling out of place and overwhelmed, that I began to question the importance I placed on punctuality, the stress and anxiety that accompanied my relentless pursuit of perfection. What I once considered a gift ended up being a flaw. Getting three children ready and reaching a social event on time was totally not worth the an...