with a backstabbing “friend” or some
sort of toxic person that you need to
stand up to or kick out of your life, you
get caught in this self-inflicted trap of
not wanting to hurt the other person or
latching on to their finer qualities or
fearing the worst if you don’t put up with
their crap. I don’t care how long you’ve
been friends with someone or how sorry
you feel for them or how they really
helped you those eight million times or
how hilarious, successful, hot, inspiring,
desperate, scary, connected, brilliant, or
helpless they are, because the reason
you’re having trouble standing up to
them isn’t about any of that.
What’s really going on is you’re