Unnecessarily Deep

For a Friday at least. Let’s see if I can’t hammer this out in one go around.

The word for today is: boundaries. It doesn’t matter where I have set them, it just matters that I stick to them. What I really love is that my good friends have recognized where and why I set them and have respected them so far. The fact that I have taken the courage to coolly and calmly inform people of the things that I expect of them when dealing with me has allowed me so much freedom. Now people have no excuse when I inform them, in maybe not the nicest manner, that I don’t appreciate how I’m being treated. So if I tell you what I expect from you, that’s when you should begin the bargaining process…not after you cross the line. If I’ve taken the time to show you where I drew the line in the sand, I’d just suggest you not cross it until I’m ready for you to do so…for both of our sakes.

However the boundary process has gone both ways this week. Some boundaries needed to be moved in a way that let some people in closer. That was scary, but the friendships will be better for it. I think it helps for some people to know why I’m as crazy as I am and why/how I will react to certain situations. As long as it’s a conscious decision and not something I do by the seat of my pants, I’m comfortable with it. Or at least I’ll keep telling myself that.