If the only time you show up in my world is to disagree with me, challenge me, or try to correct me…
Then I don’t really need to
hear from you at all.
Not because I’m angry.
Not because I’m bitter.
But because that’s not a relationship.
That’s policing.
Where were you when
I was sharing my heart?
My wins?
My losses?
My healing?
My journey?
If your silence is loud when I’m growing,
but your voice is loud when you disapprove…
Let’s be honest, you’re not here to connect. You’re here to control.
And I’m just not giving energy to that anymore.
That said…
Out of pure human kindness,
I still want you to be safe.
I still want you to be happy.
Like Tupac said:
“Just because you lost me as a friend doesn’t mean you gained me as an enemy. I’m bigger than that. I still wanna see you eat, just not at my table.”
No hate.
No drama.
Just space.
Bye Felicia.