Women That Are Whittled Away

     There once was a woman, she was still a young girl inside but on the outside had all of the signs of a fully grown mature woman. The woman was a quiet, reserved person that enjoyed nature, music, birds, butterflies, puppies and kittens. She was not comfortable with shallowness, loudness, rudeness or negativity. She loved to bake but didn't have enough energy to do it anymore. The woman had been born the third child of four and as a young girl she tried to please her parents, her teachers, her siblings, her friends and everyone she encountered. As life went on she continued this early habit of trying to please people. Unfortunately this woman had eyes to see things differently than many around her and not only saw them but spoke of them too.
     Seeing things differently and then speaking of them doesn't tend to make people happy, which set her at odds with her life long practice of trying to please.
     This woman had heard the old saying that you can't please all of the people all of the time but she still had a nature to try. She found herself shrinking away as she tried to whittle away the parts that people didn't like.
     She was told she thought too much, she tried to think less, she was told she was too opinionated, she tried to speak her opinions and ideas less, she was too religious, she tried to share less of her God, she wasn't religious enough, she wasn't friendly enough, she didn't do enough of the things that people wanted her to do and did the things they didn't want her to do..the list went on and on...
     As the woman whittled away at herself, trying to be what others wanted her to be there was less and less of herself...
     One day the woman awoke to find herself afraid to step out of her house, afraid to speak....afraid to look in the mirror! Out of her house were the people she couldn't please, if she spoke she would say the wrong thing and everyone would be upset! In the mirror she would see the eyes that accused her of not being true to herself. She would see the sadness of the woman that tried to be what everyone else wanted her to be and not being who she really was.
     The true woman she was meant to be ceased to exist and another woman that was whittled away by life stepped into existence.