Fat Bottom Girl Said What

When my ass talks, people listen.

Boundaries

sand

I drew my line in the sand.

“Don’t cross it,” I told you.

You didn’t listen, so I tried to tell you again.

In different ways.

“This is my personal space, and I don’t want you in it.”

“You’re using up too much of my air and I’m finding it difficult to breathe.”

“I won’t allow you to swallow me whole, like I’m sure you’ve done to so many others.”

But once again, you didn’t listen.

So I walked away.

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11 thoughts on “Boundaries

  1. Just a reminder of my attempts to make my emotional well-being a priority. 🙂

  2. I don’t know your age, but I have a daughter who is turning 30 in a week (I started early, lol). I wish she would write or read something like this – and believe in it for herself 😦 Emotion beautifully captured.

    • I am a young 44–meaning, sometimes I still make 20-something year old mistakes and fall for all the wrong men! hahaha I am still trying to establish healthy boundaries! I can only hope she learns these things sooner than I did. And thank you. 🙂

    • Oh, and totally confused, because I thought your “what this blog is about” section said you’re an “underpaid twenty-something”?? I haven’t ever been good at math, but even I know those numbers don’t compute! hahaha

      • I think you have me mixed up with another – although – how I wish I was twenty-something – even if I were underpaid. lol.

      • Oh yes, my apologies, I did have you mixed up. Such a long week, and I’m feeling a bit under the weather today. So much so that I am wanting to go home and crawl under the quilt for a snooze, which is quite unlike me.

  3. Well written love.

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