when you're tired of being understanding 🫠🧠

You've understood everyone. Their trauma. Their stress. Their bad timing. Their childhood. Their fear. Their inability to communicate. Their emotional constipation, honestly 😭 You have made so many excuses for people that your own pain is sitting in the corner raising its hand like, 'Um, hello?'

Empathy is beautiful, but it can become a trap when it only moves in one direction 🫠🤍 You can understand why someone hurt you and still decide it isn't acceptable. You can see their wound and still stop letting them bleed on you. Reasons are not always permissions. Tonight, maybe your task is not to understand them more. Maybe it's to understand yourself. Why did that hurt? What did you need? What are you no longer willing to normalize? You don't have to become cold. Just fair. Your compassion should include you too, otherwise it's not compassion. It's self-abandonment wearing a halo 🕯️