Addicted to the Yes

She was addicted to the "Yes"

To the desire to fill the gap, patch the holes

To be the one people come to

She was addicted to the high of the "thank you" and the "atta girl"

To them counting on her

To them needing her

She was addicted to the busyness

To the "I'm booked" and the "I'll make it work"

To the filled days and filled mind

But she's learning to say no

To let go

To ease up on the control

She's giving grace where she used to get angry

She's holding her ground instead of giving in

She's strong enough to bend, but learning when to stand firmly

She doesn't need the high of being pulled a hundred directions anymore.

She's saving her "Yes" for the people and things who deserve it

And letting go of pleasing those who don't.

Richelle