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Should People

I am a should person.

A should person is generally quite miserable. A should person is also loyal, honest, hard working and usually quite productive.

A should person has a good sense of morals. They know how people should behave. They know the rules and they follow them.

They set themselves rules and boundaries too and follow them meticulously. You know a job will be done well with a should person.

A should person is their own biggest critic. They believe that they should and can manage anything. They do not do failure well. A should person will always be sorry for letting someone down.

Should people are generally in demand because they feel they should help others. They are often very servant hearted.

A should person also has rules she believes others should keep too. These can be rules that diminish someone else's responsibility. That others shouldn't be expected to do as much work, shouldn't be expected to manage alone, shouldn't be sad, shouldn't miss out. Should people are often 'fixers'.

Sometimes should people have high expectations of others. They may expect others to value them as much as the should person values others. The should person may expect that others react how they would in roles reversed because it's what they believe they should do.

Should people are great to be around all the time they keep doing what their rules tell them too. They are useful, amenable people to be around.

When a should person cannot keep their should rules however, they become very upset. They may be sick. They may be tired. They may no longer have the resources to complete all their should tasks. If they cannot meet their should they punish themselves. They feel their world fall down around them.

Sometimes this might be when the should person moves their should expectations onto another. They may seek rescue the way they have rescued others.

Unfortunately should people aren't always friends with other should people. Why would they be when they should be able to carry everything (of course with God's help because they know they should entrust their endeavours to the Lord). So being rescued by people they know may not be a realistic expectation.

Should people are incredibly resilient. They carry large burdens. Really heavy stuff. Even the most resilient should people will crack eventually and when they do, the weight of the disappointment towards themselves and others falls heavily on topbof them, crushing their feelings of purpose, identity and their relationships.

Should people need to change. They need help to know they can be "I'll give it my best shot people" or "just about enough" people and still be loved. Still be useful.

Should people need other people to help them change though. Should people usually aren't great at handing over their shoulds, other people's problems, or their own. Should people may put up a fight. The burdens are heavy but sometimes reassuring.

Should people need to be loved when they can't keep up with their shoulds. They need reminding that they are more than a should person. They are a helpful, kind, good person who you love even when they don't keep up with the expectations they set themselves or those we come to expect from them.

Look out for your should friends. You'll miss them when they suffocate.

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