Healing has a way of opening your eyes—not just to what you want, but to what you will no longer tolerate.

For a long time, I made excuses. I extended compassion to people who offered none in return. I bent over backwards to keep the peace, to fix what I didn’t break, to love people through their cruelty—hoping that love might soften them. It didn’t.

Instead, I lost parts of myself trying to make broken people whole.

But not anymore.

The woman I am now—the woman I’ve fought to become—has no space in her life for those who bring harm, chaos, or destruction.

So let me be crystal clear:

❌ I will not accept cruelty in any form.
❌ I will not accept unkindness masquerading as “truth.”
❌ I will not accept meanness, sarcasm, or bitterness disguised as humor.
❌ I will not be around people who live in anger and make others responsible for their moods.
❌ I will not entertain selfishness—where one person takes and takes, and never gives.
❌ I will not be near thoughtlessness—the kind that forgets your humanity, your heart, your needs.
❌ I will not accept indifference—especially from those who claim to care.
❌ I will not be close to those who lack empathy. Who cannot sit with someone else’s pain or joy without making it about themselves.
❌ I will not tolerate the heartless, the cold, the disconnected.
❌ I will never again excuse violence—physical, emotional, verbal, or spiritual.
❌ I will not accept being dismissed—my feelings, my voice, my worth.
❌ I will not engage with arrogance, or those who believe they are always right, and everyone else is wrong.
❌ I will not dance around righteousness. Life is messy. We’re human. Compassion should always come before judgment.
❌ I will not share my space with liars. With cheats. With thieves—of trust, energy, or time.
❌ And I will never again fall for the charm of a conman dressed in false promises and pretty words.

These are my lines in the sand.
Drawn not out of bitterness, but out of self-respect.

Because once you’ve tasted peace, you will do everything in your power to protect it.

This is not about perfection. It’s about alignment. It’s about no longer giving the best of myself to those who bring out the worst in me.

I don’t hate those who’ve harmed me. I wish them healing, truly.
But I will no longer make space for them in my world.

I’ve worked too hard to get here.
To rediscover the real me.
To return to love—not just love from others, but love for myself.

This is my promise going forward:
I will choose peace. I will choose kindness. I will choose me.

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