I have a problem...I don't have a back bone! Bug me enough and I give in, give me 10 minutes to calm down and come talk to me and I'll be fine. But at this moment of time. I'm done. I'm done giving in. I'm done being nice to someone who's just going to walk ALL over me and treat me nice ONLY when they want something. I'm lucky enough to have such great friends and family that talk me through stuff and listen to me vent to only watch me go back and do that same exact mistake again. Well guess what? I grew a back bone over night and I'm not giving in anymore. I'll do what's best for me and I'm going to stop letting them walk all over me. But here comes the hardest part...actually standing up for myself, but I'm going to do it. And I'm going to be happy about it, so goodbye to the tears, hurt feelings, and "I'm fine" answers.