Mea culpa. Ego primus. Cura sui, moderatio sui, non cupiditas!!!

I am volunteer, not a victim, to allow you to abuse my kindness.

I chose to step into the fire, not to be consumed by it, but to see who would stand beside me when the heat rose and warmed us.

You mistook my mercy for weakness, my silence for surrender, and my compassion for stupidity, so I lived your consequences and shielded you from your natural fate, sadly.

I would keep bleeding politely while you sharpened your teeth on my heart. But fuck that. I’m done dressing my destruction in your rescue.

Every time I have given to you, I carved another mark into my own spine. I was trying to be holy while you played god with my generosity.

You fed on my gentleness like it was a free buffet for cowards. You wanted a martyr, but I became a reflection, and now you get to look at yourself, if that’s even possible with you narcissistic core.

I am volunteer, not victim, and this time I volunteer for peace and wholeness.

Mea culpa; Ego primus. Cura sui, moderatio sui, non cupiditas!!!