I really owe myself an apology. For staying in places where I felt I wasn't wanted, but chose to hold on anyway. For trying to fix bonds that were already dead. For putting people first who would never have done the same for me. I knew better, but I kept giving chances. I kept showing up for folks who didn't appreciate me. So now I'm holding myself accountable, because I should.
normalize leaving people to avoid empathy burnout. yes, i love you, but i am tired of having to ask you to consider me, and i am tired of you not seeing where you went wrong.