
In the past, I was a different person depending on what group of people I was with. If I was with friends, I was one way. If I was at work, I was another. If I was with family, I was yet another.
It’s not that I was trying to be dishonest or trick people, but instead, this response was rooted in insecurity and wanting to make others happy.
Wanting to make others happy can be a really good thing, however for me, it came at quite a cost. For me, it meant getting my identity muddled and, eventually, lost.


