
09/08/2025
For a long time, I didn’t see that. I was so focused on other people — what they thought, how they felt, how they responded — that I couldn’t see myself.
I thought I was the one trying hardest, the “good” one — the one who cared more, worked more, gave more. But underneath all of that effort was fear.
I was trying to control my environment, and the people in it, so I could feel safe. I didn’t realize how controlling that made me.
I tied my well-being to what someone else did or didn’t do. I interpreted their actions as being about me, instead of understanding that other people’s behavior is always about them. I wasn’t being healthy on my side of the relationship — I was being co-dependent.
It set me up for people pleasing, for trying to be who I thought someone else wanted. That led to a strange kind of dishonesty — not lying, but not fully being myself either. I was guessing. Assuming. Especially assuming about them and their motives..Trying to predict their next move like a game of emotional chess. Maybe you can relate?
And what got lost was the moment. The joy of simply being with someone — with all of their thoughts and feelings intact. The ease of connection when you’re not performing or positioning. Just being yourself.
Release came when I stopped tying my value to how someone else felt about me. I realized this way of being wasn’t just controlling — it was condescending. I was robbing the other person of the freedom to be fully themselves too — to have whatever response to me they needed to have. My job wasn’t to control. My job was to show up well — and let the rest be.
I started learning healthy tools — how to be emotionally honest, how to ask for what I wanted, knowing I wouldn’t always get it but being brave enough to ask. I learned to set boundaries, not to threaten or punish, but to stay in integrity with myself. And I took responsibility for my own emotions — that being happy or miserable was up to me, not anyone else.