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Spongebob is brilliant!

Day two with my therapist (oh hey, did I mention I started seeing a therapist) and we discussed how I realized through my divorce that I have always lived my life according to how others felt I should live.  I always would seek approval from family and friends before doing anything.  How I often go along with things just to keep the peace.  How I never speak up for myself or how I feel.  How I never make decisions because I think I'm being "easy to get along with".  All things I have realized.

So she gave me a chapter from a book to read as homework.  It was like reading my life.  I sat in the bathtub, engrossed in these 20 pages, feeling like someone was describing ME on paper.  Realizing so many more things about myself that I never realized.

And of course it gave tips and examples at the end of how to break this cycle.  And I must say, defriending someone on Facebook and telling them how I really felt was liberating, and fell under part of the steps to overcoming subjugation.

And the word assertive jumped out at me from the pages.  And it took me to one of my favorite episodes of Spongebob where Plankton is trying to get Spongebob to be more assertive.  So basically, the answer has been in front of me all along, I just chose not to see it.

Assertiveness Training

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