I learned how to be my own support system because I had no other choice. No cheering crowd, no helping hand, just me, picking myself up every time life tried to break me. I stopped expecting people to show up for me the way I show up for them. I realized that not everyone claps when you win, and some only check in to see if you've failed. So, I keep my head down, move in silence, and clap for myself. Because at the end of the day, the only person I can truly count on is me
upgrading my appearance.becoming hard to reach.working 24/7. choosing happiness.DND.cutting off toxic people.
no roster.enjoying my alone time.forgiving myself.
He is not single because he canโt get a girlfriend,
He is single because everytime he focuses on somebody, they show him exactly why he is better off alone..
I don't care how mature I become, I'm never letting disrespect slide. If it's one thing I stand on, it's people not playing with me. You not gone talk crazy to me, you not gone treat me any kind of way, you not gone silence me & you definitely not gone bully me at this big age.
Ain't no living together. That shit is dead.๐ฏ If you want a key, and I trust you, then thats fine. But you keeping yo house and Im keeping mine. If we decide on marriage then we can talk about combining households. Other than that, We keeping shit separate Idc ๐ฏ Gimmie time to miss you , Cause 1st off I be needing space and second, ain't nobody go have the power to put me out knowing I don't got nowhere to go. End of story.โผ๏ธ๐คท๐พโโ๏ธ ion see how yall be rushing to move in with somebody ๐คฃ๐ฏ๐คฆ๐ฝโโ๏ธ
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