"For most of my adult life, 'easy' was the highest compliment I thought I could earn. Easy to date. Easy to room with. Easy to work with... Being easy meant being good. Being easy meant people wanted me around. What I didn’t examine—what took me years to even notice—was that being 'easy' required a constant, invisible sanding-down of my own preferences.” ~Dakota J. Dawson
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