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Sunday, September 13

Boundaries

I don’t carry hate for people I once loved.


That doesn’t mean I want them back in my life. It doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten what happened. It doesn’t mean the damage or their behavior suddenly became acceptable.


It just means I refuse to let pain rewrite the entire history.


There were moments when I loved them genuinely. There were parts of them I cared about deeply. Maybe there still are. I can honor that truth without reopening the door.


I think maturity sometimes looks like being able to say, “I don’t hate you. I don’t wish you harm. I hope life teaches you, heals you, and brings you whatever peace you’re capable of receiving.”


And then, with just as much love for yourself…
“Stay away from me though.” 😂


Forgiveness does not require access… Love does not require proximity.


And wishing someone well does not mean inviting them back into the places they once damaged.

Sometimes the healthiest form of love is self-love protected by boundaries… loving someone from a distance while protecting the peace you fought so hard to find.

Steve Maraboli