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How to Thrive as the Villain In Another Person’s Story
Or, learning that I don’t have to be the good girl anymore.
The silliest thing happened to me on a recent airplane flight.
After I thought about the whole thing for way too long, I realized with clarity that I was the villain in another person’s story.
Owing to a strict and quite Catholic upbringing, I’ve spent so much of my life trying to be the good girl. Trying to be sure that everyone likes me. Trying to stay out of trouble. Or at the very least, trying to be invisible.
On this day I am about to describe, I wasn’t the good girl. No, I spoke up. Maybe not as forcefully as I could have, but I did something that even a few years ago would have been unthinkable for me.
This represents an epic shift in how I usually run my life.
And I’m damn proud of myself.
Here’s the backstory…
After getting up very early in the morning to catch a flight out of San Francisco to get to the other side of the country, I was exhausted and running on fumes. Flying cross country can really take the fight out of a lady, you know?
