I realized today that I've had a helicopter parent and it's me. Well, a part of me. I've discovered that because a lot of things came easily to me as a child, I developed the idea that if something was difficult I shouldn't do it. As a result, my emotional strength in certain arenas was never really tested. Or certainly not like it's being tested now. Currently, I'm failing on lots of fronts and I'm starting to see how I've protected myself from failure in the past - either by using fear to keep me from even trying something or out right avoidance.
As I learn to walk through the valley of disappointments my anxiety is high, but my resolve is strong. I will get through this.
Besides, you can only build a muscle by tearing it a little, letting it repair and tearing it again.