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people lack accountability, then be like "you could've just talked to me". no, i couldn't. you don't listen. you deflect. you gaslight. you make me feel like i'm the problem for bringing it up. so no, i stayed silent to protect my peace, not because I didn't want to fix.

This GENERATION hides behind "I don't owe anyone anything" to avoid ACCOUNTABILITY. Yes, tf you do! You owe APOLOGIES to those you hurt. GRATITUDE to those who showed up. RESPECT to those you disrespected. That's not weakness, that's MATURITY.

Confront a man about his mistakes, & watch how fast he deflects. Suddenly, it’s not about what he did, it's about your tone, ur timing or ur emotions. You’re too “sensitive”, “overreacting” or “nagging”. In seconds, you go from trying to hold him accountable to defending yourself

The older you get, the more you choose quietness over arguments and distance over disrespect. Drama becomes intolerable, and your peace becomes your highest priority. You start surrounding yourself with people who are good for your mental health, heart, and soul.

I don’t care how sneaky you think you are, how long you got away with it, or how manipulative you are... the Universe will not let you play around and backstab solid people. Karma hits hard and those losses will be bigger than the shit you thought you got away with.

u often don’t realize it was emotional abuse until u leave, cause while u are in it, u are too busy surviving. The silence after they’re gone makes space for the truth: the gaslighting,the begging for empathy, the way u made urself small. That’s when the grief hits like a tsunami

as long as you know your intentions are pure, never stress yourself about anything or anyone. you have to trust that you will always end up being where you’re meant to be & that it’s never your loss respectfully

we are taught not to burn bridges cos we might need people later. but i pray i never have to depend on anyone who has hurt or humiliated me. may God bless me with abundance so i never have to be in that position

detachment is necessary because when you keep giving the same person chance after chance with your heart it teaches them to feel comfortable with giving you less than you deserve

Once I've addressed the situation multiple times & it's not changed behavior, I stop caring. It's above me now. People treat you exactly how they feel about you & on top of that you heard me & seen how it affected me the first time. At some point in life you've to know your worth

Gaslighting is when they repeatedly trigger your nervous system and damage your mental health. They blame you when you react to their manipulative behaviour, but will never accept accountability, or discuss their disrespect.

One thing PEOPLE need to UNDERSTAND about EXTREMELY kind, nice and loving people, is that their OTHER SIDE is just as extreme.

Too much exposure invites entitlement, and too much access breeds disrespect. When people feel they can reach you anytime, see you anywhere, and speak to you however they want, they begin to forget your value. Mystery protects respect, boundaries protect peace.

It kinda makes me sad when i reflect back on instances where people knew exactly what they were doing and how it would hurt me and went ahead anyway. The ease of being casually so insidious will never not shock me.

Some of us had moms who were physically present but emotionally absent. She cooked. She cleaned. She paid bills. But she never hugged you, affirmed you, or made you feel safe. That’s a scar too.

Sometimes I accidentally accept the bare minimum trying to be mindful of what others have going on and that is a flaw that I need to let go expeditiously.

many people will preach ‘communication is key’ until it’s time for them to be on the receiving end of how their behaviour has negatively affected others. then it’s crickets or deflection and avoidance

Manipulation is when they bIame you and focus on your reaction to their toxic behaviour, but will never discuss their disrespect that triggered you.

I just realized people who overexplain themselves aren’t looking for validation. They’re just used to not being believed - forced to prove their memories, their pain, their worth, their truth - until they’re exhausted from just existing

the way your heart shatters and goes up to your throat after you hear something you really never wanted to hear is hands down one of the shittiest feelings ever