I have a confession.
I am a pleaser.
I want to please my children.
I want to please my husband.
I want to please friends.
I want to please Art.
I want to please myself.
Why do I seem to always put my own pleasure last?
Here is an example of what happens when you want to please….
I wanted to work and stitch on a piece of rubber, but instead I took E (my 5year old son) fishing… because he kept nagging me to. I struggled to put on the bait correctly. Then I tried to juggle E and his brothers fishing rods. At the end we had to go home because it was getting dark and I had to prepare dinner. The fishing trip ended in tears because we didn’t manage to catch anything. So what should have been a pleasing experience ended up not being pleasurable.
Note to self: Please Pleaser stop pleasing!