I used to give.
And then I gave some more.
Even when my hands trembled,
Even when my soul ached.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At first, I felt proud,
Being the one who showed up,
Who answered every late-night call,
Who made space for others even when I had none left for myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But over time, I noticed something.
They only came around when they needed something.
They treated me like an option,
Not a priority.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I gave love,
I gave time,
I gave energy,
I gave pieces of myself that never returned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Meanwhile, they offered excuses.
They stayed silent.
They gave just enough to keep me holding on,
But never enough to feel whole.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Still, I kept giving.
Because I believed kind people should.
So I gave.
I served.
I stretched.
I broke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Eventually, I saw the truth,
That wasn\u2019t kindness.
I ignored my own needs in the name of loyalty.
I loved them more than I ever loved myself.
I called it patience, but really\u2026 it was pain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So now?
I\u2019ve stopped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I won\u2019t carry the weight alone while they stand and watch.
I won\u2019t clap for those who never show up for me.
I won\u2019t pour from an empty cup and wait for someone to notice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
From now on,
If it\u2019s not mutual, I walk away.
If it drains me, I pull back.
If it wounds me, I let go.
If I show up and they don\u2019t, I stop showing up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because I deserve peace too.
I need people who fill me like I fill them.
I deserve to feel chosen,
Not used.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And yes, I\u2019ll still love,
But I won\u2019t lose myself again.
I won\u2019t forget how it feels to be held.
I won\u2019t confuse pain with loyalty anymore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So here\u2019s my vow:
No more overgiving.
No more begging for the bare minimum.
No more shrinking just to keep others close.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019ll give where I\u2019m valued.
I\u2019ll invest where growth flows both ways.
I\u2019ll stay where I feel seen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m not a bottomless well.
I\u2019m not a plan B.
I\u2019m not here to prove I\u2019m worthy again and again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Starting now,
I choose peace.
I choose balance.
I choose me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because I finally understand,
Loving others should never mean losing myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They Promised to Meet Again\u2026But Death Came First<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n