in order to become a better person, you must first realize how horrible you really are. not in the dramatic sense, but in the quiet ways you sabotage yourself, repeat unhealthy patterns, hurt people who care about you, or tolerate what wounds you. you cannot grow if you keep pretending you’re innocent in the story you’ve created.
It really sucks when ppl don’t realize how much I sacrifice to accommodate them. How much I give up, change, or inconvenience myself to make things easier for them.
I’ve poured so much into friendships, family and every connection I’ve cared about. I’m finally stepping back and letting people show me what I mean to them. I’m prepared to walk away from anything that isn’t mutual. I deserve more, better, and at the bare minimum, effort.
You’re miserable bc you’re staying with someone who is deeply at war with themselves and they’re resenting you for not hating yourself with them my lovely.