I was the typical nice guy: perfectionist who can't get anything done, never expressing how I feel, jealous of others at all times, seeking validation from women, depressed, anxious. Then I read No More Mr. Nice Guy and began to trust and listen and follow through with my inner voice.
These past few weeks have been amazing. I started standing up to my family, my cousins, all the people who would walk all over me and I started to express how I really feel at all times. If a cashier overcharged me, I would say, "you overcharged me." Girls have been so fucking easy to talk to. I just say whatever's on my mind with no filter and they seem to fall all over me. When guys insult me, I used to battle it in my mind for 3 hours. Now I don't even care whatsoever. If I make a mistake, I own it, I admit that it's okay.
Now, I still live at home and I have a mother like the one described in the book. If I make the slighest mistake or forget something it's like a fucking trainwreck. No wonder I turned out a nice guy. I'm working on getting a job ASAP so I can get the fuck out of my house. I feel great now, but there's a part of me that worries I'm gonna revert back to my old self, especially still living with a "perfectionist" mother. I'm terrified of that. I never wanna be a fucking nice guy again, but I can't shake this thought that it might happen.
Am I simply being duped by a thought?