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How I did it: This is such a hard thing to say. I just sort of stopped. Every time I started trying to live up to someone else's expectation, I'd just remember that I'm an okay person and that it's not fair to do that, or to compare anybody to anybody else. In any single case, even between siblings, it's apples and oranges. Nobody has had the same potentials, experiences, or opportunities. Read how I did it…
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I have always done what others wanted me to do…. there were times that i was glad i listen to others and times i was mad that i listent to others. now im 18 and im sick of it… i want to know who i am as a person… i want to know if i will make good choices…but everytime i do something my way i am told that i am going down the wrong path…im angry and just want to be free from bossy people…. i know these people mean well but im sick of hearing their voices in my ear
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When you’re not even living up to your own expectations?
Im still trying to do this it’s very hard for me especially when i don’t like the person i am. :/
blurred Is getting rid of the garbage in my life!
I am still trying to find out what my terms are. Most of the time I feel like a puppet having my strings pulled and yanked by many hands.
I finished Nurse’s Aide training. Big whoop. It became obvious that the instructor was going to pass everyone anyway. I am still not sure whether I can be a N.A. for long either. The work is so unpleasant. Why did I choose to go in it in the first place you may ask? Wanting to help people and job security seemed liked a good enough reason at the onset.
It’s been interesting over the past year to work on this goal. I’ve been living with my then-fiance, now-husband, and I’ve been learning how to live with someone who I want to think the best of me and still live up to my own expectations. I’m still a work in progress on this, but it’s becoming easier to speak up about things that are bothering me, share the housework load, however much it bothered me, and find a balance between our goals and my goals. It’s been an adjustment, thinking for two people instead of one, and someday down the road I hope to make an adjustment to think for three or four instead of two. I strive to live up to my husband’s ideals, too, we push each other to be better people. I like to think that we’ve help make each other into better people, I know that he’s helped me grow in many ways (and not only because he taught me to drive :P)
sparklebaby is not a hopeless case!
“The only worth I felt was when I was an acceptable addition to people’s lives,” has really had me thinking! Is that what I think? Is that why I have a hard time putting other people’s expectations in their rightful place? It’s exhausting, plus not right, worrying about other people’s expectations! I have worth! Regardless of what other people expect of me! I have expectations, and those should be my number 1! And, I would probably feel the worth I have more, if I met my own expectations! Meeting my own expectations, I would feel good about myself, because I would be being true to myself!
sparklebaby is not a hopeless case!
relative, which makes me sad..I pray for him and I have sent cards in the mail. My Mom calls me early in the morning, and tells me that he is very sick and will probably be in a coma soon, and if I want to see him, I better get up there. After I hang up with her…What to do?! My mind is whirling…I haven’t seen this relative in years. It’s a 2 hour trip! I have family obligations! I have a lot of stress at work! What should I do?!
My Mom is known for overreacting! She also like to look good! She would look good, her kids coming up to see the relative! The relative is on her side. I felt manipulated by her! (It’s a well-known feeling!)
I decided not to go! If I went, it would be because of her expectations, and I don’t want her expectations controlling me! I don’t think it’s my responsibility to go! I do care…I pray and I have sent cards, and I feel that is where I can matter!
I told my husband that I decided not to go, and that I don’t care what anyone thinks of me, and he told me, “You’re 50 years old, it’s about time!” SO TRUE!




