An Unexpected Lesson on Boundaries and Putting Yourself First
I just dropped off a riderāher name is Mariel.
When I picked her up, she got into the car and said she was headed downtown. I casually mentioned that I live downtown, near the Walt Disney Concert Hall. She smiled, said, āThatās fire,ā and then, just like that, she put on her headphones.
And I got angry. Yeah, Iām admitting it. That stupid, bubbling rage started to rise. Why? Because Iām insecure.
My mind started spinning: How could she put on her headphones like I donāt matter? Isnāt that rude? I caught myself thinking she should be giving me attention, …
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