the truth is...

I am having trouble with perspective. Not 2 dimensionally speaking; well, actually, that too. But what I mean is, I'm having trouble having any kind of realistic perspective on my life. I mess up sometimes...we all do, of course. But I can't seem to separate the missteps from my own identity. I am permanently and intrinsically unreliable. It's who I am. Emily=flake. I don't follow through. Period. But the truth is more like: I can do better.