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How being easily accessible affected my life.
I always thought that being easily accessible was a good thing.
At a very young age, I was taught being nice, polite, and friendly was all I needed to appear as a good person. Despite all these acts and being called a good person, I couldn’t have or say that I have a meaningful relationship or best friend.
They all came and left as they wished.
I was always the type who went out of my way for everyone I knew and even strangers who found a way to tell me that they needed help with something.
Little did I know that I became someone who could be easily accessed.
I opened a door where people could easily come and go without them making any effort.
I didn’t know the danger I had exposed myself to both physically, emotionally, and spiritually.
I don’t know what to blame it on. Was it because of my desire to have a bestie of my own or was it because I wanted to look good? Was it because of how I was brought up as first daughter?
It got to a stage where I couldn’t even say no to anyone.
It was so bad that I wanted to change but didn’t know how.
Sometimes I cared about other people's opinions. Sometimes I thought I was just being selfish.
