On People Pleasing and Personal Growth

I admit it. I’m a people pleaser. I care what people think. I take things personally. I obsess over people’s reactions to the things that I say and do. There are times when I can shake it off. I tell myself, “You do you!” or, “What people think about you is their problem!” Lady power and all that. But recently my reaction to something someone said about a choice I made caught me off guard.

I know why it did. I know why it annoyed me. But the thing is — after I took a moment to absorb the initial feeling of annoyance — for the first time possibly in my entire life, I really didn’t care what someone thought of me. This is a moment when I want to look back to fully realize this new growth. It’s a moment I’m kind of proud of and wanted to share. (It’s in moments like this that I’m grateful for this blog, the outlet it’s become, and all of you wonderful women — and a couple men — who read my ramblings.)

My life has changed a lot in the past six months. I moved across the country. I went from working exclusively from home and having people to help me run a blog and make videos, to downsizing my blog into more of a personal hobby while starting a new job at an organization that I am beyond proud to be a part of. I can’t count the number of changes in my life since moving to DC!

And I don’t know if I’ve even said this out loud, but I am the happiest I’ve been in years. And I think that’s it. That’s the reason I didn’t care what this person had to say. Because I’m happy. I feel like I’m exactly where I am supposed to be. I’m doing exactly what I am supposed to be doing. I have found an incredible security in this. A security I haven’t felt since I graduated school.

There isn’t one thing I would change about my path to get here. There have been many happy days and many days when I’ve felt lost and confused. Everything I’ve done and the experiences I’ve had so far have made me who I am. They’ve brought me here.

I’ve learned what I’m good at. I’ve learned not to be crippled by my own emotions or people’s comments about my choices. And right now, I’m happy. I’m secure in my decisions. I’m secure in this moment. And dang, it feels pretty great.
I don’t really have a photo to go along with this post. But I thought I’d share a few recent pictures from a DELICIOUS outing with my new friend and neighbor to a restaurant called the Iron Rooster and some other recent snaps I’ve taken. Thanks for reading!