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Promises, Promises...

I'm an extremely honest and loyal person, whether, I'm your relative, or friend, or co-worker or acquaintance.  However, I can't help but be upset when people make promises and don't keep them.  Everyone has growth to do.  This is a part of me that need to work on so I can grow past it and not feel let down, when people don't follow through.  I think for me it is just that I work so hard at everything in my life I don't give myself a break and expect the same from others.  I also want everyone to like me, but I think that that's just natural.  I'm growing out of that because there are people who I am not fond of so everyone does not need to be fond of me.

Does this actually make me a bad person?
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  1. JaneDecember 17, 2011 at 9:23 PM

    Hi Ellen:

    I saw this link posted by Stephie Goldfish on facebook. She has the same health issues as my daughter does.

    I can't agree with you more. I feel the exact same way and I am much older than you are.

    No, I don't think it makes us a bad person.

    Hugs:o)
    Jane~mom to Nicole, 17 yo, VSD, PAH, Eisenmengers, BHJS
    "If you don't like something change it, if you can't change it, change the way you think about it."

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