Dear You,

The problem with you is- you think that you deserve less. That anyone who loves you; is doing you a favor. So, when they lend you their hand, you give them your heart. When they throw shady tantrums, you sideline your basic requirements. You're so giving, so good, they think you're an angel. That you'd always adjust, help and accept. So, they to keep you at a pedestal, and expect greatness from you. They expect you to take every whim, every mood swing. And gradually, you become constrained to behave perfectly. Gradually, it's only about them. And even a slight demand for you, is deemed illicit. They become so used to your favors, that if you're unavailable even once, you get blamed. You get shouted upon. You get punished. That's the thing with you, you make them so used to the 'ideal you', that any trace of human mistakes in you, looks like a scandal to them. You think everyone has a heart as pure as you. So you give and you give. Hoping that they'll see how much you're doing. You close yourself from feeling, because you only let yourself feel, what they want you to. If you feel anything they don't agree or allow, it stands invalidated. They use switches for you. And you become a receptor, you only react. Gradually you become a hollow sphere. They don't value you, they tend to others who trash-treat them. You're a carpet. They appreciate your embroidery and then walk over you. They value the chandelier hanging above, which won't take their dust, whose dust they'll have to clean, and the dust falls on you. And at one point in time, you're so weak, you become grateful for being allowed to hold their feet and carry the falling dust. But that's it. Because exactly after that, you strike up. You learn to say 'NO'. You become real and assert your limitations. You state your needs, expand your hobbies, rebuild yourself, and only stay in equations where you're valued. You shine for yourself. You become your own star, and you learn to catch yourself, whenever you fall. Sending you power more than you previously possessed, to uplift all the hurdles which in your way scattered rest.

Love, light, and leak

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