One of the hardest things for us to be is ourselves even if we don’t realize it. I’ve been a lot of things over the years to people, nothing bad just not good for me. There is nothing wrong with pleasing people and helping out as long as you’re not neglecting, settling and ignoring your own needs. This was me. My needs were important but they could wait. I had plans and goals and they would eventually be done after I helped someone else achieve theirs.
What can I say, I’m a giver and a helper but at some point I became burnt out and despondent to my needs. I had put them off for so long, I forgot about them or convinced myself they weren’t that important. Wrong. They mattered and were important because I was/am.
Funny, I had to relearn what I liked and what I wanted. I had to remember what was important to me. In essence, I had to reintroduce me to myself. Strange but true but I’m not the only one. Their are lot’s of people who need to be reintroduced to themselves. Once I did that, it was easy to be myself because now I know who I am.