I literally cannot believe what just happened this morning. [ Insert fuming emoji face here ] Get this: My therapist called me a narcissist. She said all I do is talk about ME, think about ME and only do what's best for ME. That is absurd and NOT true, so I fired her on-the-spot. I can't deal with that kind of negativity.
Little does she know how much I think of OTHERS, I... stress over what others think of me; think about who's liking my posts/tweets/pins; wonder how people are going to react to my new outfits; anticipate what they'll say to my husband about how lucky he is to have me; enjoy the praise I receive from others; appreciate how people feel sorry for me that my own sister and parents aren't more adoring of me (they don't know how lucky they are to be related to me -- that's a WHOLE other story!); etc.
I think about OTHER people ALL. THE. TIME!
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