Control
When I was a kid I knew I had very little control over my world. My family moved about every two years starting when I was just 6 weeks old until I turned 11. It was just how our life was. The hardest move was when I was 7. That was the first time I remember being sad because I left friends behind. I was always content to let others have control...less for me to worry about. :) "Where do you want to eat lunch?" Wherever. "What movie do you want to watch?" I don't know, whatever you want to. Part of it had to do with my people pleaser personality. I didn't want to make the decision and have whomever end up hating my choice. I was happy to just be hanging with my friends/family. When I started working at a job where I received an actual paycheck (McDonald's, if your curious), I remember seeing other high schoolers work their way up the ladder..to the point where a couple of seniors were shift managers. I wanted nothig...
