Secondary school was fine once I found my niche, and university was great. Graduating from uni is where things started to get tricky for me. I was so busy getting the most out of my remaining time in school that I never developed a plan for what to do after. When I was trying to figure out where to go next, literally no one except my sister supported me. No one could understand where I was coming from. I was like, this is kind of a big decision. I need to put some thought into this!
The rest of my life has pretty much been a variation on that. I think consciously controlling my own perfectionism would have made a lot of things easier.