I’m okay being alone now.

 

I’m okay being alone now.

I’ve learned that peace isn’t given—it’s built. Protected. Earned.

Too many people entered my life like guests in a home they never intended to clean after themselves. Some looked soft. Spoke sweet. But left broken pieces behind anyway.

I gave access too easily—like it didn’t cost me anything.

But it did. It cost time . Trust . Energy .

They took more than they ever returned.

And I cleaned up their mess alone. Again and again.

Now?

Now I don’t open doors just because someone knocks.

I wait. I watch. I listen.

Solitude no longer feels cold—it feels sacred. A place where I finally feel full. Where I sit with myself and know, deeply, that I don’t need chaos disguised as connection.

You want a seat at my table?

Bring consistency. Bring truth. Bring something real in your hands—not just promises you won’t keep.

Because this peace?

It’s mine.

And I will burn every bridge before I let anyone take it from me.

Source: Facebook - Shattered Emotions