Every time I've tried to be someone else, when I've played into other people's expectations of me, or walked in a direction that did not feel authentic or true, I've been completely miserable. I was pleasing others, sure, but I was ignoring who I really was and could be. And every time that I have listened to my higher wisdom, when I followed the pulls of genuine curiosity, desire, and interest - when I did what was most loving for me even if it was really f*cking weird or different or sometimes nonsensical, even if it temporarily disappointed others because of what they needed me to be for them - I've discovered and attracted all kinds of joy, fulfillment, and magic. And I've also become a better daughter, sister, friend, and overall person because of it.
Guilt still comes up at times. But reminding myself of the principle "what is most loving for me is most loving for you" helps. It's not easy to move in your own often quirky and unpredictable way- to trust yourself enough to do so- but ultimately it's the most freeing thing one can do.