One of the benefits of this whole separation mess is that I am getting better at defining myself and my needs, and setting boundaries. A big issue in all my relationships, and especially in this last one, was that I kept giving in a little at a time, until the person that I really am disappeared and became the person that they expected me to be.
However (and I'll admit on the surface this sounds a bit masochistic on my part), having been chewed up and spit out was actually a good experience for me. It made me get mad enough to say "No more!" It made me sit down and think and define who I am, what I want, and what I will no longer put up with. It made me realize that being nice is not always right, and putting my foot down and saying "No, I don't like that!" may not make the other person happy but it shows my limits and I'm glad for that!
I think this new me is going to do a lot better. I can just sense it.
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