when sylvia plath wrote ‘please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. there are times when i will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand’ I felt that
Unfortunately, yes i sure DO give up on people.. you can't continuously disappoint me, distract me, not pour into me & expect me to continue showing up for you. No can do.
What they don’t tell you about maintaining a boundary, and being brave enough to cut off a toxic connection is that it won’t feel empowering. It will feel like shit. It will hurt. It will burn. You will doubt it. You will ache thinking about it. And it was still the right choice.
Nobody died for your fucking sins. Jesus died because he was considered a threat by corrupt religious leaders. Because he actually gave a shit about the people they exploited and abandoned and spoke up about the issues the public faced. He was mislabelled a terrorist and killed.
i can’t do a 9 to 5 because i was born to experience a life where i don’t have to rush somewhere every morning. i was born to live a life that’s kind to my nervous system. i’m meant to receive abundance just for existing. i’m meant to attract money only through passionate work