Kimberly Steele

I know what you mean with the people pleasing. I got to the point of a nervous breakdown in my 30s when I realized people pleasing had allowed some major opportunists in my local professional organization to squeeze all of the vitality out of me (and the music) and to reward me with scorn. They thought I would do it forever for the sake of being nice and attaining status like a good little suck up. They were wrong.