Thursday, August 08, 2013
So, for the past several months I have fallen back into the unhealthy patterns I had long before and shortly after my dad died. I have forgotten how to say no. Yes I let my brother move in with me rent free, yes I'll spend my weekends helping mom prepare to move (which keeps getting postponed), yes I'll babysit, yes I'll cancel a movie date with a guy I have a crush on to support you, yes I'll allow you to claim my kitchen as an office of sorts so you can start a new business, yes I'll tell you I no longer need the car you let me borrow (after a job change & $15k a year pay cut & a roommate who bailed on the lease) so I could save some benjies and will now have to put out money I don't have for a car, yes I can dog sit for you, yes I'll stay late at work to help you, yes I'll let you stop by unannounced when I have plans, yes, I'll supervise court ordered supervised visits for your children, yes I'll keep allow you to not speak to me until you need something from me, yes, yes, yes, please take advantage of me, because I have allowed it for sooooooo long.
So, NO!. No, I will not put you before me. No, I will not bail on my workout plans for you, we can schedule around it. No, I will not cancel plans with Mr. Hot Stuff so you feel important, we can schedule around it. No, I will not allow you to take over my kitchen for any other purpose than cooking me a healthy dinner. No, I can't stay late tonight, I have a date with a barre and leotard as well as Mr. HS. No, our relationship will not be one sided, non-existence is more like it if there isn't a healthy give and take. AAAAAAnd lastly . . .
Yes, I will dog sit for you, because dogs are awesome.