... of a life where things could have gone right. I made poor choices and I keep making poor choices. I am making choices for the wrong sets of people. When at work they ask me for takeaway, I get into issues, I can't face them to say.. I can't do this. It's been imposed on me because I've done it over and over again.
I can't say no. It's a major flaw of mine. Even though I am aware of it, awareness does not negate a fact. I have to make the deliberate effort to change. To change a behaviour is not easy, it's excruciating. I don't even know where to start. Maybe, saying no for the little things first, then we add on top of that later by saying no to a lot more things. I've learnt that saying no is also an art, you have to add the negative first by saying something they won't like to hear, then you end with a positive note ( Thank you though for thinking of me, I wished I could help).
My communication skills need proper polishing, I've been driving hard into this world thinking I got it right, but in fact, I'm a zero. Knowing when to smile, when to connect, what to say, to whom to say, it will take unlearning following by another learning again.
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