I had no desire to put on my fake smile and get home late yet again. Thing is, I feel guilty for making an excuse not to go. I feel guilty because my friend who leads the group expects me to be there. Thing is, I shouldn't live my life worrying about what others think of me.
I grew up in the prairies and was a fairly trusting person, believing the best in people. I had aspirations to be a police officer, which would ensure that men would not abuse me, right? I was very wrong and am now on a journey to heal from my soon-to-be ex-husband's abuse. On this journey I vow to also change myself into a women who doesn't attract when who abuse. This blog is going to allow me to look at my life like it's a story, like it's not me, so I can see the mistakes and signs I missed.
Thursday, 5 November 2015
People Pleasing Guilt
I'm still people pleasing. The thing is, I didn't actually go through with the act, I have guilt for not doing what people want me to. Tonight was a church community group and I didn't go. I didn't go because I'm grumpy and tired. Not the other way around by the way. I've been grumpy for the last few days and I'm only tired because I worked my other job last night.
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