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Even the nicest ones have their limits! I have been reading this since what! 2007? Whenever I’d read this I used to wonder how is it even possible? Do you suddenly just stop being nice? 


Now I am not saying I am the nicest one and I’d never thought that there will ever come a time when I would have maxed my limits.


Things have always had the power to bother me to an extent that I am frazzled.

If the required reaction is 10, I’ll give it a 100! Over-doer AF!

Not to forget my beloved meld of sleepless nights, endless stress, and shooting anxiety that follows.


My impulse to always fix things with everyone, keep everyone close, put across a fight to the point there’s nothing left to fight for are a few of the contributing factors to my aforementioned prodrome.


This is what I’ve been living with all my life and I’d never thought that I’ll be standing at the crossroad where I would just STOP caring. I WOULD STOP BEING NICE!


I guess I just hit my saturation. 


I still love people as I loved before, I care for them with all my heart, I still wish to be someone they come to, I want to be approachable, humble, and be there.


But I have drained my energy to force myself on anyone at all even if letting them go will mean giving away a piece of my heart!


I won’t stop anyone, I won’t cling, I won’t be the one fixing things if they don’t want it fixed!


And that’s one of the many things I’ve learned over the past 5 years of living alone. Yes! You just suddenly stop being the nice one and you do a favor to yourself by doing that.


You will meet plenty of people on your voyage but you’ll always be on your own. Some stick around some leave. Doesn’t mean they stop loving you or you stop loving them.

It’s just the way life works and it works in its own ridiculously twisted ways.



 

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