I’d like to think I’m a good person, most days. I like to lend a helping hand. I like to give support. I like to help anyone in need to the best of my ability. And that’s what happened even when I knew I shouldn’t have. Someone I once knew needed help and I helped. But it also was a sacrifice. It cost me my heart. And now I need to find a way to take it back.
The hardest thing is I don’t want to be callous. I don’t want to hurt someone. I want this person to be ok. I want this person to be able to grow. I want this person to be able to be the best version of themselves. And I’m afraid by taking my heart back that I might stunt that growth. Even marginally. Because, every time I take it back I always do.
But, alas, I need to do what’s best for me. And so I think this needs to be said. xoxo