Cutting ties with someone doesn’t mean I hate them or believe they no longer have a place in my life. Sometimes, it simply means the connection has become too heavy to carry. The peace that once existed is gone, and the relationship no longer feels the same. Whether it’s because things stopped making sense, the bond faded, or trust was broken — walking away can be the healthiest choice for my well-being.
I’ve felt this deeply, especially in moments where I found joy in a group — only to realize I was constantly hoping for something more. I used to overextend myself, trying to hold onto meaning that had already slipped away. But I’ve learned: I can’t keep reaching beyond what’s real. I can’t keep pouring from an empty cup.
If I ever choose to step back, I hope it’s not mistaken for hatred. It’s not resentment. It’s me choosing peace over pain, clarity over confusion. I don’t owe long explanations — this is simply a quiet truth I’ve come to understand. I can’t control how others show up, but I can choose how I protect my space. And sometimes, that means letting go — not out of anger, but out of self-respect and growth.
And hey — if you ever see me in public, feel free to say hello. I’ll always return a smile and a “hi,” maybe even a laugh depending on the weight of our past. No bad blood, just peace.
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