I was brought up in a family that would worry about day to day problems. So, I thought that’s what worry was. Thinking about whether someone was ok or whether a family member would get to their destination safely.
It’s not until a few years ago did I find out how bad worry could get. It all started the moment that I decided to stand up for myself.
Normally a people pleaser I started to say no, as I felt that certain people were taking advantage of my good nature. That simple action started a series of events that took me to my knees.
If someone would have told me the results of standing up for myself, I may never have. Doing what others wanted me to do would have been such an easier option.
Some people, I have discovered, only want you for what you give them. Their friendships…
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