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Most of my life has been spent trying to shrink myself.

Trying to be smaller. Quieter. Less sensitive. Less opinionated. Less needy.

Because I didn't want to be a burden. I didn't want to be too much or push people away.

For years, I sacrificed myself for the sake of making other people happy.

And for years, I suffered.

I'm tired of suffering. It's not my job to change who I am in order to become someone else's idea of a worthwhile human being.

I want to choose myself, to choose to take up space. To honor my feelings. To give myself permission to get my needs met.

But when?