As I get older, I ask myself what's real important in my life. I have always been a pleaser and a savior. Until I found out being a pleaser and savior does not translate into being a good person. It translates into being a co-dependent. Every time I did not jump and solved someone's problems for them, I was ridded with guilt.
I still do. I still feel that those around me need to have their needs catered to them and I am the one who needs to provide them with that. It's always the same cycle: I take on and on and on, until I can't take no more and then I explode. I find hard saying no and I worry way too much about other people's opinions. I want it to stop...
I apologize for the pity party. It's been a trying few days.