Every single day ends with the same fear: “Did I do enough of the right things?”

There are many sub-fears built into this one, but it is the overarching single descriptive fear.  Every single day I wonder if I accomplished enough.  Did I work hard enough?  Did I complete the tasks I should have?  Were the ones I completed the right ones?  Were they the best use of my time?  Was there something better?  Is there something I did not think about?  Is there someone I let down by not communicating with them or by not doing something they needed me to do?

This is not a work fear, it is a life fear.  It includes work, but it includes chores, home improvements, time/activities with my children, time/activities with my wife, personal development tasks.  Pretty much every aspect of my life.

Some days even start with this set of fears when I think about what I have planned for the day.

There are definitely times when it is more acute than others, but it is always there.  In some small way, some small nagging feeling of uneasiness.  I work hard to minimize it, but it is never fully eradicated.  There are many detailed techniques that I have employed and still do to reduce the feeling.

The companion to this fear is a drive for more!  A drive for better!  Better in all those same aspects of my life and as long as that same drive exists, the fear will exist.  I am pretty sure it will always be with me.

Therefore, I continue to work!  I work hard to maximize my effectiveness.  I think hard about what truly defines the best (use of my time, activities, results, tasks of significance).  And ultimately just try to put forth full effort from the moment I wake up to the moment I go to sleep.