Tolerating always turns to resentment. At first, you call it patience, then love. But what it really is, is self-abandonment. Every time you swallow a boundary, excuse a pattern, or silence your discomfort, something inside you keeps score. And eventually, the bill comes due.
Once l've addressed the situation multiple times & it's no changed behavior, I stop caring. It's above me now. People treat you exactly how they feel about you & on top of that you heard me & seen how it affected me the first time. At some point in life you have to know your worth & stop letting people play with you like that.
it takes a lot for me to officially wash my hands with somebody, i am a forgiving person like no matter how bad you do me i will forgive you, and give you another chance to redeem yourself, so if it ever gets to the point to where i say fuck you, just know i gave all the energy i had & it's a wrap.
when i vent. I tell both sides. I never just tell my side cause I always wanna know if I'm tripping or not. I'm not venting for you to be on my side. I'm venting for another point of view.
People do not care. They will hurt you & really go on about their lives. Not even slightly affected about what they did to you & how you feel. Regardless if it’s friendships, relationships or family
One thing about me... MY MISERY DOES NOT LIKE COMPANY. If I know I'm in a shitty mood, l isolate. I'm not with pushing my energy on nobody else if it ain't the right energy.
I’ve came to terms with the fact that I really am allowed to feel however I want to feel about any situation, without anyone else having to understand why I feel the way I do.