I was crying a day ago because I was so tired of always having to be strong. I was too kind to everyone, all the time. And I finally realized that I had spent so much of my life trying to please others that I lost a part of myself along the way. Now, I’m trying to find that version of me again. Somewhere between my old self and my new self, I got lost. But I keep going—I have to.
The world and people are not always worthy of you if you are too kind, always ready to help, always understanding, always giving your best. When you are the most understanding person, you become easy to use. Ah. But, okay.
Never stop being kind because of bad people’s behavior.
Protect your heart.