I don’t like posting twice on the same day, but I really want to put this one up tonight.
You cannot be the source of someone’s happiness, peace and joy.
It is not your job.
And sometimes, we are told this from a very young age and all we know from thereon out, is that we need to keep the peace… we don’t learn that we can challenge opinions, and say ‘no’ to things that make us uncomfortable.
we become people pleasers with a skewed sense of love.
we think that we have to somehow earn the ‘i love you’s’ by being the source to people who don’t know where to find it themselves, or don’t want to find it themselves.
you are not a crutch.
you were a given a life.
go and live it!
With a grateful nod to Melissa T, for a line that I used in this poem.