i clearly drew healthy lines and boundaries to 'PROTECT' myself,
but all i received was people's judgement and hatred. when all i want is to keep my kindness away from being robbed and taken advantage of— they named me selfish and heartless.
how could i ever tell the world that I am not as strong as i seem? how could i ever explain that my bones are not made of steel? how could i ever let people know that my heart is as fragile as theirs? how could i ever show that i am also a frightful child behind this stone face?
The hardest part after a slip usually isn't the using itself, it's the voice that shows up right after telling you that everything you built before this was pointless, that you wasted your time, that you should just stop trying since you clearly can't do it.