I'm An Inspiration?

I spoke to my Mum on the phone today. And she told me they'd had some competition at work where they had to talk about someone they found inspiring, and she chose me.

How exactly am I inspiring? She said it's because even though I have trouble empathising, I still try to help people and be nice to them. Being nice isn't easy, you know!!! I had to learn to be nice over the years, and keep doing it until it felt more natural!!! Even now, sometimes I wish I could have a break from it. And it's taken me such a long time as well. So much guilt and remorse caused by people being mad and disappointed at me has shaped me into it.

Maybe the fact that I feel guilt and remorse is proof that I'm a good person? But it still feels selfish of me. My ex told me that I only wanted to make people happy so that I could be happy. Of course, I shouldn't listen to anything he believes, but I still think he had a point. But then I also ended up doing things to make him happy that were making me more unhappy, and if he didn't care about my happiness, then what does that say about him?

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