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		<title>Comment on What&#8217;s Holding You Back? by The Drama Mama</title>
		<link>http://thescooponpoop.wordpress.com/2012/08/30/whats-holding-you-back/#comment-4431</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[The Drama Mama]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2012 14:15:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I moved my blog. I&#039;m here now: http://theimmortalsoul.wordpress.com]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I moved my blog. I&#8217;m here now: <a href="http://theimmortalsoul.wordpress.com" rel="nofollow">http://theimmortalsoul.wordpress.com</a></p>
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		<title>Comment on What&#8217;s Holding You Back? by gold account</title>
		<link>http://thescooponpoop.wordpress.com/2012/08/30/whats-holding-you-back/#comment-4428</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[gold account]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2012 11:42:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[So, it’s not just me that suffers from this. And it’s not just me that feels the sting that any criticism of my work is representative of comprehensive failure. And it’s not just me that is avoiding preparing this work that I have right now, this instant, because I am petrified of getting that same criticism. And it’s not just me who spent his entire childhood being *told* that all they wanted was for him to do his best, but if that meant bringing home a C, well, that clearly wasn’t my best, now was it? And it’s not just me that looks at colleagues who say “Oh, it doesn’t bother me when clients scream at me like that” as though they are a form of alien life. And it’s not just me that has quit jobs, even whole countries, because the disappointment of superiors (regardless the viability of their expectations) became too much to bear, like this job and the screaming, perpetually-disappointed (who have gargantuan expectations they simply haven’t paid for) clients. And it’s not just me that has worked all through the night on too many occasions because he didn’t want to be seen to let anyone down, or because that same fear paralysed him until the very last minute. And it’s not just me that is avoiding doing what he should by scouring the internet for an understanding as to WHY he’s scouring the internets avoiding doing what he should. A man could get pretty f***in’ depressed at all this and really be convinced there was no point trying any more, no point holding onto hope that this next job is going to be better, is going to be more successful. Pretty depressed if he didn’t know he shared this problem with at least a hundred equally depressed people out there who suffered the same character failure as he.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So, it’s not just me that suffers from this. And it’s not just me that feels the sting that any criticism of my work is representative of comprehensive failure. And it’s not just me that is avoiding preparing this work that I have right now, this instant, because I am petrified of getting that same criticism. And it’s not just me who spent his entire childhood being *told* that all they wanted was for him to do his best, but if that meant bringing home a C, well, that clearly wasn’t my best, now was it? And it’s not just me that looks at colleagues who say “Oh, it doesn’t bother me when clients scream at me like that” as though they are a form of alien life. And it’s not just me that has quit jobs, even whole countries, because the disappointment of superiors (regardless the viability of their expectations) became too much to bear, like this job and the screaming, perpetually-disappointed (who have gargantuan expectations they simply haven’t paid for) clients. And it’s not just me that has worked all through the night on too many occasions because he didn’t want to be seen to let anyone down, or because that same fear paralysed him until the very last minute. And it’s not just me that is avoiding doing what he should by scouring the internet for an understanding as to WHY he’s scouring the internets avoiding doing what he should. A man could get pretty f***in’ depressed at all this and really be convinced there was no point trying any more, no point holding onto hope that this next job is going to be better, is going to be more successful. Pretty depressed if he didn’t know he shared this problem with at least a hundred equally depressed people out there who suffered the same character failure as he.</p>
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		<title>Comment on What&#8217;s Holding You Back? by Laura in Cancun</title>
		<link>http://thescooponpoop.wordpress.com/2012/08/30/whats-holding-you-back/#comment-4422</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Laura in Cancun]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2012 20:55:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thanks for this! I&#039;m often too scared to get out there and do things I know I can do.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for this! I&#8217;m often too scared to get out there and do things I know I can do.</p>
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