Y'all ever met somebody who never see their wrong doings? Like they can do you any kind of way but as soon as you address it "you trippin" or they flip the script back to you.
I think I lost my spark. I don't talk as much anymore, I keep to myself, and I've mastered the art of distance. It's not that I'm mad or bitter. I just don't have the energy to show up the way I used to. Somewhere along the way, I slipped into this "I don't care" phase, ghosted people without meaning to, and became comfortable in my own silence. Maybe it's healing, maybe it's just exhaustion. Either way, I'm learning that sometimes, pulling away is part of finding yourself again
girl to girl: it's okay to be alone. it's okay to have a dry phone. it's okay to be celibate. it's okay to be selfish. it's okay to have high standards. your peace, your pace, your rules