As I remember more each day, one of the most sobering realizations is that I was not supposed to be doing everything.
I would walk into any situation, map out what needed to be done, and if my help wasn’t needed I respected that — but I still kept it in my back pocket. Just in case. Because they don’t even know they need me yet. I’ll be right here when they do.
Maybe people pleasing is a cry for help 😅