I Chose Me
Everything Started to Change There was a time when choosing myself felt selfish. I believed that being a good person meant always saying yes, always understanding, always giving another chance and always putting everyone else's needs before my own. I wore exhaustion like a badge of honour and called it love. I ignored the quiet voice inside me that whispered, "What about you?" Maybe you've been there too. Maybe you've spent years trying to keep everyone happy while slowly losing yourself in the process. The truth is, I didn't lose myself overnight. It happened one compromise at a time: One boundary I didn't set, o ne apology I accepted that never came with changed behaviour, one dream I postponed, because someone else's needs seemed more important than my own, one more chance, one more sacrifice, one more day of believing that if I just loved harder, tried harder or stayed longer, things would eventually change, but they didn't... I did! Life didn...
