i don’t know who needs to hear this, but it’s okay to still be fucking angry that the man who was supposed to love you forever ended up completely deceiving you and nearly destroyed your soul. you’re allowed to be angry forever about this.
i think every woman reaches that season where she’s not angry anymore. just aware. you start seeing people clearly. you move differently. you don’t over explain… you just shift. that’s maturity mixed with grace.
I’m not apologizing for protecting my children. Ever. If that means certain family members have to stay at a distance because their behavior is toxic, then that’s exactly where they’ll stay. And if that makes me the “villain” in somebody else’s version of the story, I’m perfectly fine with that. Because every time those same people open their mouths or show their character through their actions, they do nothing but confirm why the boundary was necessary in the first place! My responsibility is not to keep the peace for grown adults who refuse to act right. My responsibility is to keep my children safe, and I will choose that every single time.