I think my dad, when he works with my older son, puts the same kind ofpressure on him that he put on me - that perfectionist pressure. And that can work in two ways: It can make you a perfectionist yourself, or it can eventually break you in the long run.
When I was younger, my dad did want me to be perfect, so that's probably why that's installed in me to this day. I want to be perfect at whatever I do. I can't help it. It's just installed in me.
I'm always going to love my father.
I'll back up anything my dad says.
