This week my therapist made fun of me a little.
I don’t think she’s ever done that, and it was very gentle, but I was telling her how I seem to have surrounded myself, post-marriage, with people who compliment me all the time. They tell me how much they appreciate me and am proud of me.
This makes me happy but…uncomfortable. It makes me think they might be disingenuous, or want something from me. If not, it seems…selfish. It’s not necessary. I’m not used to it.
So, she says, are you asking if it’s ok to hang out with people who like you?
Yes, she said, it’s okay. And encouraged.
If I was reading this about someone else, I would think, how pathetic. That woman doesn’t even have the basic building blocks for any kind of self esteem.
Well, if the shit fits…
Have you notices that I work “shit” into almost all my posts? That’s a topic for another day.