She won’t beg for your time and attention.
The more you ignore her, the more she’ll get used to being ignored.
If you stop calling her, she’ll stop waiting for your calls.
If you stop sending her text messages, she’ll get rid of the habit of checking her phone every day.
The more you stay away from her, the more she’ll adapt to staying away from you.
And one day, she’ll learn how to live without you. And move on.
Beautiful is the man who doesn’t ignore the woman he cares about.
And a shoutout to the women who move as they so please, and do so unapologetically. To the women who ignore the outside “noise” and opinion of others. The women who understand their own assignment. Their own energy. Their own value. The women who will shake the room sooner than later.
I am too valuable to chase someone who does not know my worth and to keep waiting for someone who doesn’t acknowledge my value.
If a person wants to be part of your life, they will make an obvious effort to do so. One should never, ever reserve a space in their heart for people who do not make an effort to stay.
Leaving my 18 year marriage was not a sign that I did not have a heart. I did have a heart. In fact, I had too big of a heart. I held onto that sh*t for far too long.
I wasn’t willing to play the charade of image.
I wasn’t willing to be miserable for the sake of finances.
I wasn’t scared to leave because deep in my heart, I knew I was strong enough to make it on my own.
I wasn’t willing to “make it work for the sake of the kids” – because it was more harmful for the kids to see betrayal and disrespect than it was to see their mother stand up for better treatment.
I wasn’t worried about what people would think of me. Who are they anyways? Family? Pfft. Friends? If they really are true friends, they’ll stick by you.
I checked out of that marriage mentally and emotionally years prior to my physical departure. I will not beg someone to love me. I will not beg someone to talk to me. I will not beg someone for time, attention and respect.
I will simply cut you off slowly, and methodically until one day I’m nothing but a faded memory.
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