“Treat others the way you want to be treated.”
I shower them with kindness and look out for their best interests.
And then when they treat me poorly, what am I supposed to do?
Treat them poorly? I don’t think so. I don’t want to.
Do I cut them out of my life?
I am not a confrontational person.
I let people hurt my feelings.
It is a bunch of little instances that pile up.
It is a bad habit that I want to break.
How do I stand up for myself?
I want to be confident.
I want to be respected.
I want to be included.
I want to be a priority.
I want to be brave.
It wasn’t the fact that you changed your mind.
I don’t want you here if you don’t want to be.
It is like you swerved off the road last minute.
I will not be dragged through the mud.
Very few people knew what happened.
But you did.
You knew how badly I was hurt before;
How fresh the wound is,
And you ripped it wide open again.
You swerved off the same road,
Bashed in the car doors,
And shattered the windows.
Completely disregarding my feelings.