I’m a person who, deep down, hates arguing. I’m sure Tim would vehemently disagree, since I’ll go toe to toe with him any day of the week, any time of day – no hesitation.

With anyone else? Family members included?

I clam right up.

After reflecting on why this is…I’m not afraid to lay it all out there with Tim because I KNOW that regardless of the outcome of the argument, he’s still going to love me. He’ll still be my biggest fan and my best friend. He won’t hold a grudge (I don’t think…) and his perception of me will not change.

I’m not saying I don’t think my family will stop loving me. But my whole life I’ve tried to pacify instead of butt heads, so changing that persona when it comes to my actual feelings is hard for me. Really. Hard.

For whatever reason, my entire life has been shrouded around me trying not to upset the apple cart. I’d rather just go along with something – even if I have ZERO desire to do it. I wanted to keep my street cred of, “Oh, Jessica? She’ll go along with it, no worries.” Instead of, “Oh, Jessica? She’s a pain in the asss….cot.”

But…what happens when I REALLY don’t want to do something? What happens if I tell someone that I’m not too keen on their plans? Will they be mad at me? Will their perception of me change? Will they hate me???

All of these things race through my head when I come to a crossroads between what I want versus what another person wants. Part of me wants to be the same old people pleaser and part of me wants to stand up for myself.

The thing is, though, it has been getting harder and harder to pacify the part of me that wants to tell another person how I really feel…even though doing so is almost as hard as just going along with it without saying anything. Those same feelings of, “Will they hate me??” pop up and swirl through my head while the other part of me is like, “This is what you want – so stop being a wimp and stand up for yourself already!”

If I stand back and actually analyze what I’m saying, I’d tell myself that the people who truly care about me will respect me more for being honest than for hiding my true feelings and those who get their panties in a wad probably aren’t worth it in the first place.

I’m not sure if being pregnant (oh, yes, I’m going there) has anything to do with this almost overwhelming desire to speak up instead of shut up. I know that I’m going to have to get over the incessant people pleaser part of me and instead put my strong opinions out there for others to see and understand and respect – especially when it comes to the well being and safety of my child. I know I cannot stand idly by when I’m needed to step in and take charge.

It’s a hard transition for me. I do feel better internally when I actually voice my true feelings, but it’s really difficult to break a 28-year long habit and not ruminate over what someone thinks about me after I tell them how I truly feel instead of copping out and telling them instead what I know they want to hear.