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Being True to YOU


He who trims himself to suit everyone will soon whittle himself away.  ~Raymond Hull

You are the company you keep. Right? Why is it when you’re around certain people your behavior seems to change to accommodate their personality so that you “fit” in? Doesn’t that make you fake? I use to do this, but today I have people surrounding me that if they rub off on me, it is only for the better.

Coming from an abusive background has always hindered my ability to say no. When I was younger I knew better than to defy my father, but as I got older it didn’t go away. I am a pleaser by nature, but now I fight it every step of the way. Not easy…feels like I am pushing and pulling against myself!

We spend so much of our time wishing, wanting something else or to be someone else. Always wanting more. The sad part is some will step on anyone to get ahead, even family.

This was short and sweet…had to get that off my chest. Be true to yourself…I know it is said all the time, but take it to heart. You honestly never know when your true self may save another in whatever form that takes.

-april

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  1. UnknownJuly 19, 2010 at 9:58 PM

    That is exactly how I have been feeling since I was a teenager. My mother started physically and emotionally abusing me at the age of 15 and it continued until I was 22. She wanted to control every aspect of my life. She listened in on my telephone conversations and was jealous of the time I spent with my friends. When I tried to tell her how I was feeling, she came back with verbal abuse, a guilt trip, slapped and pounded on me until she would get her way.
    The whole time she was doing this, she was telling me she loved me. I believed for a long time that loving someone meant it was okay to hurt them. I ended up with dysfunctional men and married one. All were abusive in one form or another. I am so afraid of rejection from people that I let them see a person that I think they will accept, becasue if I let them see me they probably won't like me. I rarely say no to people. I feel like I am having a tug a war with myself too. I have a hard time making even the smallest decision and I get worn out trying to please everyone around me and beating up on myself for not being good enough. I don't want to live like this anymore. I just came out of a 4 year abusive relationship and as bad as it was....he is still the first person I think about when I wake up and the last person I think about when I go to bed. We have not talked for 4 months and I can't understnd why I can't let him go and be happy without him.

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