The switch from being a "people-pleaser" to someone who has set boundaries, is heavy
And when its been your identity for nearly all your life, it borders on unthinkable
Where the need stems for pleasing others, I cannot pinpoint, but I often ask myself
Is it the fear of disappointing those close to me and with that, run the risk of losing them and having to build relations again?
Is it the need to belong somewhere, cause of the countless time I've been...