Your self-worth rides on flawless work

Come, let us reason about this plainly, as one examining his own mind. You have chained your worth to a thing outside your control — the quality of any work depends on time, difficulty, others, luck, so to stake your worth on the outcome is to hand your peace to fortune, who grants and withdraws it at whim; a self-esteem that rises and falls with your last piece of work is a boat on another''s sea. The task and the person are two different things — a flawed piece of work is a fact about the work, not a verdict on the soul that made it, yet you have welded them so every imperfection becomes an indictment of your character; the work is a thing you did, not a thing you are. And locate your worth in the effort and the character, not the outcome — give the work everything that is yours, attention and care and integrity, then release the outcome that was never fully yours to command, for a person who has honestly done their best has done the whole of what a person can do, and rested there, worth no longer rises and falls with every tide. What piece of work lately felt like a verdict on you?