It's a new leaf: I'm not the therapist. I used to listen to people bitch about the same thing over and over, giving them tons of insight and advice ... and for what? People are going to do what they're going to do. They don't listen to you. And even if they do, so what? Shoring up the boundaries around that leaves room for me and those closest to me. That's huge.
I re-read this paragraph and it sounds -- cold? Callous? Maybe, unless you know that I've spent most of my life acting as the therapist to people left and right. It's a codependency thing: if you need me, you can't leave me. Uh, life doesn't work that way.
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