And I don’t regret a thing.
These people had all the chance in the world to treat me kindly, respect my boundaries, and honor me as a person. All that takes is taking full responsibility for their side of the relationship. But it never came. And I’m not the least bit surprised.
I spent years allowing, forgiving, and accepting them as they were, asking for nothing but love and kindness back…
It never came.
So I walked away. I respected myself. I stood up for myself. I honoured myself.
And now I healed myself from the abuse.
I’m not the same person these people thought they could walk all over anymore.
But one thing I know is that it didn’t break me, it made me stronger. It may have hurt and wounded me, but the truth set me free and the healing remains.
What hurt more than anything was the time, attention, passion and heart I put into these relationships/situations only to receive disrespect and hurtful wounds back.
But I promised myself years ago that I would never leave a situation without forgiveness and love in my heart. So as I walk away, I do so with all the kindness that is who I am, and leave them with all the pain that they are, with hopes that one day they too will heal and be able to treat others kindly and from the heart.
