You see the world as it should be — and you won't stop until it gets there.
You have a moral compass that never turns off. You notice every flaw, every shortcut, every 'good enough' — and it physically bothers you. People call you a perfectionist like it's an insult. But you know the truth: someone has to have standards. Your inner critic is louder than anyone else's voice. You hold yourself to impossible rules and then wonder why you're exhausted. The world needs your integrity. But you need to learn that imperfect is not the same as broken.
Get your read — free on iPhoneyou hold everyone to impossible standards. but nobody's standards are higher than the ones you set for yourself at 3am.