The interesting thing about writing about your own life is that sometimes people assume you're writing about them. Now I am writing about real time situations and people, but at least 50 percent of the time something similar has happened with someone else around me.
A few weeks ago I was having a conversation and we got on the topic of toxicity. We joked about some junk food being yummo like doritos, skittles, and bourbon - but they need to be consumed in moderation. It's the same way with people and habits in our lives. If you have anything in excess, you're backing yourself in a corner and possibly forcing claws to come out. After that conversation, I almost became obsessive with who and what needed to be purged and realized that wasn't necessary.
I've been so busy trying to figure out "what's next" that I didn't realize two old friendships growing stronger daily. They have always known the inner dork that I don't truly show to the world. It takes a special person to pull out some sides of me. All that to say one of them enjoys having deep conversations about self-fulfillment and he out the blue told me - know your worth.
dyism:
You need to add mental, physical, and/or emotional value in order to stay relevant in someone's life.
