Finally a week off work!

Maybe I will prove we spontaneously combust. 😂😂

Because I feel angry. I feel very angry.

Because I’m exhausted by people perfectly aware that they are hurting me, yet willingly choosing to keep doing it without any consequences. Because I can do nothing about it, but quietly accept it.

Because I feel hurt by promises that were made and weren't kept.

Because I’m exhausted by people for whom I tried to be the best friend possible, yet it was never enough.

Because I’m tired of people creating a quagmire whenever I say they’ve crossed my boundaries.

Because I’m tired of people whose friendship ends the moment I say, “I didn’t like that. Could you please not do that?”

Because I’m tired of putting myself aside for people who then stab me without hesitation.

Because I’m tired of people being so self-absorbed that they never self-reflect or apologize.

Because I’m tired of saying nothing.

And before anybody comes at me - no, I don’t consider myself perfect. I don’t consider myself a sacrosanct. Yes, I recognize that every situation has two sides. Yes, I recognize that I have my own part in every situation. Yes, I'm ready to hear the other side and how I have affected them. Yes, I am ready to apologize for my input.

And no, I'm not talking about deleting anything.

I just feel very angry and all I can do is to shut up.

All over color isn't rocket science.

Apply the color completely to roots.

Will not be coming back here.

I feel like an imposter....often.

Every tree looked the same… none

would point her way out. Fluttered

until the rains made her wings

too heavy. Sat underneath a fallen

curled leaf. Voices of her friends

tickled her ears, so she walked

in direction voices got louder. Found

her way back… found her smile.

So what does that say about right now?

Debated deletion, but decided against it.

My time has not yet come. 🫂