There's a big difference between being a pushover and being generous/accommodating. The lines seem to have blurred for me over the decades. Finding myself bending backwards to EVERYONE to please them - even people that don't matter.
Why do I do that? Acceptance? Approval? Probably.
Then the next question would be, but why?
Probably because I never knew better.
But I do now.
I am what I am - I ain't going to bend over backwards just to make others accept me/love me/approve of me anymore. Cliche but it's my life, and I just want to live while I'm alive. :)
The only love I really need is from myself - something I have to learn to do.