There just isn't any pleasing some people. The trick is to stop trying.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
There's something very addictive about people pleasing. It's a thought pattern and a habit that feels really, really good until it becomes desperate.
I suppose my life has always been about pleasing people, making sure they're all right, doing the right thing. Then, suddenly, you have to face up to what you want and be honest about it.
There are definitely people who disagree with certain creative decisions you make. Pleasing everyone is pretty hard.
I'm a pleaser, but it's not a good thing because you forget about pleasing yourself at the end of the day.
I'm not interested in meeting people's expectations, and I'm not interested in pleasing people.
I'm passionate about pleasing people.
I give so much pleasure to so many people. Why can I not get some pleasure for myself?
If you're not someone who has a natural and effortless love for yourself, it's hard to let go of your desire to please other people, and that's really not an ingredient for a happy life.
Some people displease with merit, and others' very faults and defects are pleasing.
Any writer overwhelmingly honest about pleasing himself is almost sure to please others.