ETA: Okay, I’ve recently found out that this quote is not Vonnegut, although he did write something similar to this in a letter to schoolchildren. That letter was posted to three–ring’s blog with her commentary posted below. Her commentary was copy-pasted to Facebook as being written by Vonnegut, and it’s been passed around that way ever since. Proof here.
I’m fixing this post with proper attribution. I did do a quick web search before posting this, but apparently it was too quick. Bleagh.
This is something I’ve wrestled with my whole life. My parents had high expectations for me, and I mostly met them. But it’s left me unable to enjoy many of my hobbies because I’m just not good at them. It’s not great.