Setting boundaries

 “Child,” my grandmother once said, her voice calm like the evening breeze,

“when you draw a line in the sand, the right ones will step closer. The wrong ones will leave. Let them.”

Setting boundaries doesn’t make you a bad person.

It makes you a person who finally values their peace.

You’re not being cold.

You’re being clear.

You’re not too much.

You’re just finally enough — for yourself.

The ones who get uncomfortable when you speak your truth

were always more comfortable with your silence.

Let them go.

You weren’t made to bend endlessly just to keep others from breaking.

You weren’t made to shrink so others could stretch.

My grandmother used to stir her pot and say,

“Water will always find its level. And so will people. If they leave when you stop pouring, they were only there to drink.”

And she was right.

Protecting your energy is not a betrayal — it’s survival.

It’s love in motion.

It’s peace in practice.

So if someone walks away because you chose yourself,

let them.

You’re not losing them.

You’re finding you.

And that, my dear, is a win