My school reports always said "diligent" and "conscientious".

I am repeatedly described by other people as "hard-working." When this happens, a fear creeps in where I wonder if perhaps I am not really actually good at anything, but just hardworking and persistent enough to pull things off ok.

Sometimes persistence is stupid, depleting, relentless; scant in its return and embarrassing in its refusal to compromise. Sometimes tenacity doesn't get you very far. 

What will happen when I'm just too tired to be persistent anymore? Too exhausted by myself and my life to keep being "hard-working"? Maybe I will cease to achieve anything, and instead, just be. I think that will actually be kind of nice.