Will I ever stop trying to be good? Why am I convinced that it is my responsibility to make sure that other people think that I am good?
Is my insistence on wielding ‘goodness’ in relationship with others really a method of manipulating the people around me? Is this really ‘goodness?’ Why do I attempt to control my relationships in this way?
What led me to value goodness over autonomy? Being seen as good over self-actualizing? Have I earned anything with my goodness?
Will I ever stop trying to be seen as good? Will I ever just be?
Siena Rose 