FOMO often got the better of me, which meant it took a while to stop habits like smoking, drugs, binge drinking, binge bitching, binge complaining and all the rest. My people pleasing desire to fit in and be part of the gang overrided my true desire to live life how I wanted to. I had to make peace with the fact that shifting to a new level of life involved growing pains and that my life wasn't about fitting in anymore.