Another piece of high school nostalgia

My senior year in HS, I was selected to be Editor-in-Chief of the school newspaper. There'd been only a few applicants for the Assistant E-i-C position, and the most surprising was one was a girl named Erin. ( Read more... )

The point I'm trying to make, subtle though it may be, is that even back then, even with such a non-emotional subject, I worried more about helping others than seeing my own needs met. In that moment, I didn't care if she was the right woman for the job, I didn't care if we would work well together. She had the courage to admit she needed validation from me, and I wanted to give it to her.

I don't just do it in relationships, and I don't know where that comes from, or if it's healthy, or if it's something I should try to reign in.