The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

If we continuously chase the way to make others happy, we could never make ourselves happy.
I am the type of person who needs to be liked by everyone or acknowledge five people.
So that’s why I always kill myself, trying to make others happy before making myself happy.
Still, I can’t continue, And I know I shouldn’t do that if I’m not doing it for myself because at the end of the day, I know nobody would be willing to sacrifice their love or whatever is making them happy for me.
It makes me mad to know that I had to walk away from things because I can’t deal with the stress of having people upset with me or because they know I need them more than they need me.
It’s easier for me to tell people to live your life to the fullest because it’s your life to live; no one else has the right to tell you how to live your life, but it’s so much harder for me to take that advice for myself when I know I depend on so many people for my every day living.
If I’m ever going to live a fulfilled life, I’m going to have to start taking my advice and live life to the fullest and not care about what anyone has to say about the way I am choosing to live my life because it is my life no one else’s.
Yes, my life is dependent on other people, but that does not mean I should not be able to live my life to the complete list of my abilities