No more free therapy sessions disguised as friendship.
i’ve swallowed too much silence for the sake of keeping peace.
Held space for folks who treat healing like a hobby,
and honesty like an attack.
My light attracts what ain’t ready for it.
then blames me when it burns.
the storm ain’t around you, sis.
and that shadow following you?
that’s not my sun dimming. that’s your own mess catching up.
You came to me for refuge,
but flinched when i showed up real.
You didn’t want truth—you wanted softness
You didn’t want love—you wanted agreement
You didn’t want a friend—
You wanted a mirror you could interrupt.
No more soft landings for hard-headed hearts.
No more “bigger person” discounts.
No more soul ties with spirit leeches.
No more “be the bigger person” for folks still unraveling in grown people bodies.
You were a guest in my energy.
it’s giving access denied.
it’s giving don’t say my name unless it’s followed by “thank you.”
Disengaged. Distant. Unfazed.
You’re not a villain—you’re just no longer relevant.
Just healed enough to exit without explanation.