I might be one of the biggest pushovers you’ll ever meet. Or at least I used to be. It took me 18 years of being walked all over to realize that I’m better than that. I don’t need these “friends” and distant family members that are constantly trying to control my life. Up until a few months ago I allowed them to.
Something in me snapped, like the straw that broke the camel’s back sort of thing. I took a step back and thought long and hard. I realized all the great people I have in my life. And I realized that all this time I spent sad and upset over the not so great people, wasn’t worth it. They didn’t deserve my years.
I have cut these people out of my life and you know what? I really don’t miss them anymore, not when I remember how they made me feel. But now im worried. I have gotten very good at cutting people out of my life, and im scared one of these times I’m going to be too harsh and cut someone out that doesn’t necessarily deserve it. My mom seems to think I already have. Ugh, internal struggles :/