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I’m wary of letting new people into my life. Amputating the growing pains of budding friendships has stunted my growth.
I’m on high alert for anyone who doesn’t agree with me. I underestimate my worth, avoiding confrontation to remain agreeable.
Humility comes and goes. I’m better off when it stays.
In order to go forward, I have to let go of the past. Until then, I’m tricked into a mundane cycle.