I used to be really good at making people comfortable.

Too good, actually.

I'd soften my opinions. Laugh at the right moments. Never take up too much space. Never be too much.

And people loved me for it. Which is the saddest part.

Because they didn't love ME. They loved how easy I was to be around. How I never made anyone feel questioned.

I'm practicing being a little harder to handle lately. Still working out how that looks 😅

Do you prefer people who are easy or people who are interesting? (They're not always the same thing)