I must’ve been hypnotized by the fear of disappointing people.
It put me in a trance state that made me forget words like,
When your favorite lie is,
I’d love to”.
Mistaking pleasing as purpose.
Stretching myself so thin that I can’t even carry my own weight.
So busy saving the world that I forgot to save myself.
Until I realized: You don’t have to do shit that you don’t want to do.