Lately I’ve realized how exhausting it is to keep adjusting for people who would never do the same for you.
I kept trying to understand them, keep the peace, stay patient, explain myself properly, keep helping them when they need me and somehow I still ended up being painted as the bad person just because I was honest.
At some point, I had to admit to myself that I was no longer at peace around these people.
Everything became so draining. The double standards, the talking behind people’s backs, the constant need to protect their feelings while mine were ignored, isolating loved ones from having a support system and turn it into something malicious. It started feeling like some of them would rather tolerate each other’s delusions than actually admit when something is wrong then cry victim the moment someone finally stops adjusting for them.
And honestly? I’m done carrying that kind of energy.
If being blunt and straightforward makes me difficult to deal with, then okay. I’d still rather be honest than fake. I don’t have the energy anymore to constantly water myself down just so other people can stay comfortable while treating me unfairly.
I’ve spent too much time trying to maintain friendships that were already mentally exhausting me.
So now I’m choosing peace. Real peace. The kind where I no longer feel drained after every interaction.
I’m just done tolerating things that no longer sit right with me.
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