Boundaries

There comes a point when you realize that saying no is not cruelty. It is survival.

Every ‘yes’ to someone else was a ’no’ to myself. I didn’t see it for years. Decades, maybe. You grow up thinking sacrifice is noble. It is. Until it hollows you out.

I’m learning this now. Late, perhaps. But I’m learning.

Boundaries are not walls. They are filters. They let the right things in and keep the wrong things out. The people who matter will understand. The ones who don’t — well, that tells you everything you need to know.

This is not bitterness. This is clarity.