I find myself falling into that old trap ...allowing my "desire to please" to be my main motivation.
And of course, when I fail to please, as I inevitably do when that is my primary objective, then I get all wierded out.

My path gets cloudy and I lose direction. I lose perception of what I'm supposedly trying to do as well as my sense of self.

Okay, that stops now! I see this happening and I'll just squelch it before it takes hold.

I've never been one to "buy" friendship but my heads get so easily turned by this "adulation". I really do better without the attention. As Van says, "fifteen minutes is not enough." And none is better than just a taste ...especially for someone with my highly-addictive personality. Has history taught me nothing?

I see the hole, there no reason to fall into it.