There comes a point in time...
When a decision in choice has to be made...
To allow what comes next...
And actually mean it...
Boundaries only work when you enforce them
The goal is not to be right, but to live with the truth
Past wounds caused were never your fault
But the ownership of healing from them is your responsibility
To find peace, you have to be willing to lose the connection to chaos
Understand the limit in tolerance and when it has been reached
Deny the blame for their disrespect given to you
Don't let the fear of what could happen let nothing happen
Everyone carries some darkness...
The question is whether they hide it...
Use it...
Or are consumed by it...
It may not be realized now, but the thing that ended up hurting you the most, will also be the thing that changes your standards forever
Pain has a strange way of clarifying what you will never tolerate again
Like the saying goes, you either get better or you get bitter...
When you take what has been done to you and allow it to make you into a better person
Or you allow it to tear you apart piece by piece...
The choice belongs to you...
That is why when words fail, actions need to speak
The image that others have of you is not your responsibility to live up to
Release the weight of expectation...
Acknowledge the painful transition...
Know that you are not falling apart, but stepping into something different
Just like the moon going through phases of dark to light, and everything in between
It may not always appear with the same brightness...
But you are always still whole...
Existing and growing...
From a wound that once bled.
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