One boundary I didn’t know I was allowed to set? “I’m not available for conversations that drain me.” I thought I had to be “the bigger person.” To stay calm. To explain. To make THEM feel safe - even if I was slowly disappearing in the process. I thought being kind meant being available for every rant, every trauma dump, every guilt trip dressed as concern. But I don’t do that anymore. Now I say things like: 🖤 “I don’t have the energy for this right now.” 🖤 “Can we talk about something lighter?” 🖤 Or I just don’t reply. Because my peace isn’t up for debate. My body knows when a conversation is life-giving or soul-sucking. And she gets the final word now. If it costs me clarity, energy, or self-trust — I’m not available. 🖤 If this feels like a soft hell yes in your bones… you’re not alone. Tell me - what boundary are you holding right now? Even if it’s messy. Even if it’s new. Even if you’ve had to re-set it ten times this week. I wanna witness it. 🌙 Link to join, love:
