But, I realized, finally, that what was going on wasn't about them. It was about me. I was letting their ideas about me live inside my head. I needed their approval to feel justified in my actions. I was giving their opinion of me and my life more weight than my own.
While I still sometimes catch myself feeling disappointed that someone isn't as supportive as I'd like them to be, I'm rarely hurt by it. After years of working on it, I think I've finally insulated my ego sufficiently from the opinions of others. I like myself, and what I'm doing, and if someone else doesn't, well, that's none of my business.
"We must not allow other people's limited perceptions to define us." Virginia Satir