LESSONS IN ASSERTIVENESS, part I
The trouble with having been a doormat for so long is that there is a lot of pent up hurt and anger. A lot of the time the people who have caused this anger are not aware of it, as I’ve been silent about it so long.
So. This week I finally spoke up.
Except the result wasn’t quite what I imagined. Or in some ways, it totally was.
I suffered a loss this week. A loss of friendship, a loss of partnership. Only because I finally spoke up. For a reason, might I add. Yes, I may have come off a little harsh, but in a healthy situation, concerns can and will be discussed in a healthy way and thus friendship and/or partnership can continue. Such is not the case in all situations.
Some dances we dance with others can only be danced in a specific way. There is no room for added choreography or changes. It is a painful, aching realization, that not every situation can be remedied by reasoning. And thus, the next lesson to be learned, once again, is letting go.
I am proud of myself for stating my case. I am proud of myself for having the courage to stick up for myself. Still, I am not a dick and don’t want to come off as one. I know I have some practicing to do before I learn to harness my power in the way that I aim to. But, like a friend of mine said, “if you wanna make an omelet, you gotta break some eggs.” True dat.
“A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked.” – Erich Segal