Lately I've been really selfish about me.

I refuse to pour into other cups when mine isn't fool and I cannot always be the one initiating conversations and the checkups and I refuse to be the only one apologizing when both parties are at fault.

I'm not the emotional dumpster and I'm not the designated pick a friend because you're lonely.

I'm not always open for invitations and I'm no longer available on your time.

I realized many times that what I gave was more than I gave myself all in the spirit of giving,

but realized it was manifesting in the taking from me.

I realized my inability to be available bothered the ones who only needed me for a deed, but were always absent when it was my turn, and my turn was rare, so it's even worse when I think about it.

All of the energy that was given never returned, and I overplayed my positions many times.

I granted myself a much-needed release and decided to pour into me on my terms,

my conditions, and for me.

Lately, I've been really selfish about me, and I don't care who's not with it.

Lately, I've been doing fine.