Today my nephew asked me how come I don’t have any babies.
“I’m not sure it’s something I want, Hayden.”
“Am I your baby?”
“No, you’re your mommy’s baby.”
He paused, smiled and said, “I can be your baby too, yiyi.”
“Okay, Hayden, you’re my baby too.”
I can be the most understanding person, but I am not blind. Your repeated toxic behaviour will slowly drain my energy. Once I reach my limit, don't expect the same patience and understanding I once gave so freely. When I'm done. I'm done for real
People avoiding me after they’ve done me dirty is exactly what I expect. I don’t require closure. I get it. You’re a cowardly weasel. You were a weasel when you did it, you will likely respond to the situation as a weasel would.