Let me get this straight: I’m supposed to bite my tongue, swallow my pride, and play nice—for her? The person who has never, not once, done the same for me? Yeah, no. That’s not happening.
I’m an adult. I make my own choices. And one of those choices is not pretending to be someone I’m not just to “keep the peace” with a person who never cared about peace in the first place.
She talks shit about me like it’s her favorite hobby. I don’t care what she says—it doesn’t change who I am—but let’s be honest, it still pisses me off. Because the audacity? The absolute hypocrisy? She starts everything, spreads lies like it’s her full-time job, never bothers to be decent to me, and then somehow I am expected to take the high road?
No.
She never gave me grace, never extended kindness, never once thought about how her actions affected me. So why on earth should I give her what she never gave me? There’s this constant pressure to be “the bigger person,” but sometimes? The bigger person is the one who finally says, Enough. The one who refuses to stay silent for the sake of someone else’s comfort. The one who chooses self-respect over forced politeness.
So, no. I will not change who I am for her. I will not “be nice” just so people can pretend everything is fine. Because it never was, and it never will be.
I’m done playing a role I never signed up for.
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