I’m in constant change, and people don’t like that, but it’s written on my Myers Briggs profile, on my birth chart, and on my enneagram type. It’s part of who I am. I’m all into one as in Meredith’s song and I don’t know how to only show the good people pleasing side anymore as I was conditioned to in my childhood. Some people can be Mother Teresa on a daily basis, and that’s awesome, but I can only be it half of the time because I’m more of an Alanis Morissette. I have good and bad days, sometimes I can nurture and entertain people, while other times I need my own time and space. Some days I’m over the moon, other days I poop my pants, I cry and I don’t know what to do with my life. Some days I just want to be taken care of and not be the carer, which I had to be for a third of my life to survive.