Something Personal, Something About Me

I try to be the best person I can be. As a highly sensitive person with accompanying self-esteem issues, I doubt myself a lot. Being a people pleaser makes me want the people in my life to be proud of me but I can’t do that without giving my heart and soul and body away. Also I am tired of doing the heavy lifting. I guess I just need to be a person who is valued for being who I am instead of being a person that is taken for granted for what he does for others. I hope this makes sense.

Author: Tony "T-Bird" Burgess

Hi there, my name is Tony Burgess from Chattanooga, Tennessee, USA. I am a believer, bleeding-heart, idealist, and blogger. I'm married to Laura and Cody is our dog. Daily I work for a blood bank. My blog is where I chronicle and curate the sacred, serious, and silly things in my life. I am a member of The Episcopal Church. Thank you for connecting with me. Grace, peace, and love!

8 thoughts on “Something Personal, Something About Me”

  1. I can relate to this. Although the expectations of me more have to do with just complying to everyone else’s thoughts and ideas, shutting my mouth and accepting things that make me miserable. In other words: I’m expected to be this happy, perfect person when I’m far from that.


  2. Trust me this makes sense to so many people and on so many levels…I for one hate confrontations and end up being punching bag…the one loaded with all the extra work….coz I can’t say a simple NO.

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  3. I can relate. I’m not proud of how I respond, by somewhat isolating myself but I do that to feel calmer so I don’t feel so sad or angry by these people, besides self-esteem issues. I actually look forward to the future when I start to feel better and can rejoin them again, just not yet.


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