I am a people pleaser. I am always doing favors for people, whether I want to or not; good or bad, fun or not fun. Even offering to buy food for a stranger just because they asked. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always been this way. I always wondered how people just don’t have the room in their hearts to hear or help people out. Yes, it’s good that I care and am nice enough. 

But sometimes, I care too much.

     I am an overthinker. I think about the future too often to keep track. I always make sure the doors are locked before I leave the house, just in case. Always tracking my to-do-list in my notes, making sure I don’t forget anything that I need to do. I worry about the things I have to pay for and everything that’s due multiple times throughout the day. I’ve pretty much been like this my whole life, again, unfortunately. People always say, “Why do you care that much?” How can I not? Of course, I try not to think about it, but my brain does anyway. 

     Yeah, yeah, I get it: I like to make people happy, lift a weight off their shoulders. I like to think about any minor inconvenience and replay it in my mind until my brain picks something else to mess with. 

     But you know what else I am?

     I am a great friend. I am the type of friend who will listen to your sob stories, your drama, your random Amazon wishlist, your un-funny jokes, your favorite songs that we can listen to together, everything that you want me to know. Because I care. I am pretty much like an urgent care therapist for anyone if they need it (if that’s an actual career). I am the shoulder to lay your head on, no matter what, because I have a heart.

     I am a hard worker. I take pride in the work I do. I want to achieve the best for myself – it’s just that sometimes, I need a push to do so from others, like my friends. I have goals set for myself that I look forward to achieving in the near future, even though I don’t know what life ten years from now holds or where I will be, I still have aspirations.

     I hope you never doubted me; of course, why would you? After all, I am Alexa. The Alexa. As in the first-generation Amazon Echo, constantly improving and adding new features. Now, what song would you like me to play from your Amazon Music playlist?