I’ve realized we do so much for every person in our lives except for the only one who deserves it most — ourselves. To an extent, we look to others for the go-ahead in life. “What will this person think if I do this? Will he/she disapprove? How can I please this person — along with every other person out there?” I feel like nothing we do is for ourselves anymore. I’ve had these thoughts for quite a while. And maybe it’s because I’m in between jobs at the moment, but now more than ever I’ve felt judged on every damn thing in my life. And I mean everything. I won’t lie, I’m a people-pleaser. Others’ happiness comes before mine does. It has it’s advantages and disadvantages of course. Lately it’s becoming a disadvantage. Say you’ve been thinking about applying for a certain job that doesn’t seem like your type. What’s honestly so wrong with stepping out of your comfort zone and trying something new? Is it really appropriate of people to judge by giving you a negative remark or a dirty look? When did your life become theirs? Lately I’ve been feeling binned together — figuratively, of course. Held back, trying to please others, getting by without causing a chaotic storm by getting “into it” with others. I feel like I’m in a rut and needing to do something about my life. Relocation, new surroundings, I’m not sure. Or maybe if people were better at paying attention to their own lives instead of judging you for yours, I wouldn’t have the need to rant on about this. Who cares if you don’t like a decision someone else is making. It’s laid all out there for you: it’s THEIR decision, not yours. Deal with it and move on. We all have hurdles to jump through in our own lives anyway.
Here’s an article that I read earlier today that sparked me into venting about this: