I have to believe my father was a wise man. He knew, long before anyone ever dared to tell me, that the most important person in your life is you.

First time he told me, I thought he was just a selfish person. After all, my mother drilled into me his flawed individuality since I was young enough to not know what a egotistical meant.

The first time he told me that, I thought he was just being selfish. After all, my mother drilled into me his flawed individuality, since I was young enough not to know what egotistical even meant.

However, now, at the young age of 41 and after six years of bi-weekly therapy, I think he was the one who had it right.
Boundaries matter.
Your gut feeling is crucial.
The opinion you hold about yourself is the only one that truly counts.
And your peace of mind is non-negotiable.

I want a simple life — one ruled by what I want and nothing else. And if that makes me selfish, so be it. I don’t want to compromise for anyone, for any implied societal rule, or for what I “should” do to make everyone around me comfortable.

I am my #1 priority, followed only by my children — and no one else.

And if others take it personally, sorry, it’s not meant to be. If I’m misinterpreted, I will not explain myself. And if that drives people away, so be it.

I think I am officially entering my villain era, and I am thoroughly enjoying it.

Happy 2026.