it happens

i'm terrible about people being upset with me. i tend to do everything to make sure it doesn't happen, and when it does i do everything to make it better. even if it's not my place. even if i should stand my ground; hold dignity. i crumble at the thought of my perfectionist mother looking down at my grades, my hair, my speech impediment. i won't say if it bothers me how much a friend contradicts everything they say. i'm a white liar. yes, you look great in that hideously tasteless outfit. no, i understand why you just acted in a mindless and stupid manner and i'm okay with it. i appease others, so i won't have to deal with consequences.

someone once told me
"if someone is really close with you, them getting upset is okay. none of you changes because if it, since its a part of any relationship. it happens and you deal with it"

it's time to embrace that. it holds a lot of truth.