Ever changing me, as the way it should be

by Amy Cubbison on March 21st, 2017

I have let people treat me poorly a lot of my life. To me that just meant try hard for them to like me or see what other’s see. I was also taken advantage of in many ways especially monetarily. I have learned a lot over the past eight years and have regrets. These regrets have helped me to change. My mother has always called me a marsh mellow/ wounded soul, and disliked how sensitive I am. That has not helped matters. Being sensitive is a beautiful thing. I feel things deeply. I just have learned there are times to be sensitive and times to not be. I no longer trust everyone. I speak my mind when it is something important. I don’t work for people to like me. I communicate my feelings often even if the thought of it makes me uncomfortable. I comment when I think others treat me poorly and I even walk away from some. The difficult thing is there is back lash from that. I have more arguments. I get termed difficult at times. I get angry sometimes instead of getting depressed. Sometimes I use my words wrong and or my timing is off. People find it uncomfortable when someone who use to be a yes person, starts to say no, or have a comment. I Have been called Spoiled Brat for expressing my needs. But once again many times people react harshly to your communicating it is an issue with them. Good communication comes when you let someone have their feelings, validate them and then look at your part of it and decide to change or not. I am a mix of many things and there are a multitude of sides to me. I am always striving balance as we are all………and I think I am achieving that a little more each I have let people treat me poorly a lot of my life. To me that just meant try hard for them to like me or see what other’s see. I was also taken advantage of in many ways especially monetarily. I have learned a lot over the past eight years and have regrets. These regrets have helped me to change. My mother has always called me a marsh mellow/ wounded soul, and disliked how sensitive I am. That has not helped matters. Being sensitive is a beautiful thing. I feel things deeply. I just have learned there are times to be sensitive and times to not be. I no longer trust everyone. I speak my mind when it is something important. I don’t work for people to like me. I communicate my feelings often even if the thought of it makes me uncomfortable. I comment when I think others treat me poorly and I even walk away from some. The difficult thing is there is back lash from that. I have more arguments. I get termed difficult at times. I get angry sometimes instead of getting depressed. Sometimes I use my words wrong and or my timing is off. People find it uncomfortable when someone who use to be a yes person, starts to say no, or have a comment. I Have been called Spoiled Brat for expressing my needs. But once again many times people react harshly to your communicating it is an issue with them. Good communication comes when you let someone have their feelings, validate them and then look at your part of it and decide to change or not. I am a mix of many things and there are a multitude of sides to me. I am always striving balance as we are all………and I think I am achieving that a little more each day

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