Selfishness has a way of creeping into the best intentions and polluting them, poisoning the self and those in contact. I thought just pushing through everything and dealing with issues as they came up was the best thing to do. Meanwhile, my husband felt neglected and railroaded, my children weren’t getting the individual (and sometimes specialized) attention they needed, and I was unfulfilled in my work and relationships.
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