Perhaps it stems from the fear of seeming weak or simply being so, the fear of hurting others, putting them first, neglecting what is best for ourselves, the "I'll deal with the consequences when they manifest themselves", force of habit and the likes… Whatever the cause, it’s not an easy thing to change. There are so many things I say yes to, and as the word leaves the vicinity of my mouth, my innards are bellowing no NO NO, yet I swallow hard and hope the inner screaming dies quickly. It never does, it alters its form, becoming knots in the pit of my stomach. Saying no leads to confrontation, even if it’s just in the form of a glare and I’m tired, I want peace. It’s just so much easier to comply, to agree, yes, but no, no, I must learn to say no.
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