I am not an infinite resource.
I am not a giver. My cup does not runneth over with affection or love or anything lying in wait for someone to receive it.
I am selfish.
I’m a bitch.
I am a fierce protector of myself.
I am rarely overwhelmed.
I used to be a person who dreamed impossible dreams, craved the adoration at the top of the mountain, needed to affirm my ability to anything and everything I put my mind to. I used to burn at both ends.
Now, I do not.
I say no.
I walk away.
My life fits in the palm of my hand and I like it that way.
Because it’s never too much.
Day Two of the #30Layers30Days writing challenge by @ggreneewrites on Instagram.