I dread conversations that I think can be upsetting for another person. This means that more often than not I put myself through intense anxiety about the conversation and procrastinate from having it to hell and back.
Classic people pleaser qualities. There’s a history to this of course. As much as people pleasers are conditioned into the role, I believe brazen people too, are, to a very large extent, pushed to be who they are.
I am learning and reconditioning my behavior and safety nets and coming to understand something very cliché. Open, disappointing conversations are never as bad in reality, as they are, in my head.
You can never hope to please everyone. A very well known fact, but the road to this understanding and eventually imbibing it in my brain is long, hard and uncomfortable.
However, if I do not want repeated experiences of self destruction, I need to take this road and so I am.