07/23/2025
´Forgiveness doesn’t mean reunion.’
Love that! 💯
I Don’t Feel Guilty for Walking Away Anymore
I used to cry for being “too much.”
Now I cry because I made myself so small just to be loved.
I bent.
I broke.
I begged.
But still — they needed more.
More silence.
More tolerance.
More of me, gone.
And when I finally left,
they didn’t ask why.
They asked how dare I.
1. I Wasn’t Loved — I Was Controlled
They called it “family.”
“Responsibility.”
“Commitment.”
But what they really meant was:
“Don’t outgrow us.”
“Don’t question us.”
“Don’t choose peace over loyalty.”
So I played along.
Until the cost became too high.
2. They Shamed Me for Choosing Boundaries
“Selfish.”
“Ungrateful.”
“Cold.”
But they weren’t there on the nights I couldn’t sleep.
Weren’t there when my body broke down from holding it all in.
Weren’t there when I had to mother myself through trauma they caused.
They only showed up when my “no” disrupted their comfort.
3. Leaving Didn’t Make Me the Villain—It Made Me Free
I used to think love meant sacrifice.
Now I know it should never mean suffocation.
They taught me to shrink.
I’m teaching myself to stand.
They wanted access,
not connection.
And I’m no longer opening the door
to people who only knock when they need something.
Final Word: I Still Love Them—Just Not Enough to Let Them Hurt Me Again
Forgiveness doesn’t mean reunion.
Healing doesn’t require their apology.
And peace?
Peace is learning that walking away
isn’t betrayal when you’re saving your life.
I don’t feel guilty anymore.
I feel free.
Credit: True Feeling