I HAD TO LET HIM GO
I was drowning in the chaos he created, while he remained calm, unaffected, as I tried to save something that was never meant to be saved. His destructive behavior chipped away at my spirit, and in holding on, I lost myself. Eventually, I had to face the truth: I wasn’t fighting for love; I was fighting to survive in a relationship that was destroying me.
He was broken, but it wasn’t my job to fix him. Healing is a choice, and forcing change only tears you apart. I stopped blaming myself for his darkness and realized I could never be the light he refused to see.
Through healing, I learned that how someone treats you reflects their inner battles, not your worth. And the hardest lesson? Every time I overlooked his disrespect, I allowed it to continue. "What you tolerate, you encourage."
Moral of the story:
Never let anyone grow comfortable mistreating you. What you accept today will imprison you tomorrow. Boundaries aren’t barriers to love—they’re there to protect your heart. Loving yourself means walking away when someone’s behavior is no longer love, but a slow, painful erosion of your spirit.
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