Throughout my life, I’ve always been viewed as the “selfless” one. The “people pleaser.” The “highly empathetic one,” the “ridiculously sensitive one,” the one who wears her heart on her sleeve and wants to love everyone with every microscopic ounce of her being. It hadn’t always been beneficial on my end, and in fact I frequently received the shortest end of the stick in the majority of situations I faced. I thought there was no solution: “this was just the way I am, and I can’t change it.”