THIS IS NOT SO ME NOW...

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Lately I realised, my energy and my vibe is not for everyone. I cannot be the same person for all people that cross my path. Sometimes, I am so high in my spirits that I forget where to stop.

I have gone out of context so many times that I regret not being plane to what should come back. I have less acceptance of things that doesn't feel wrong to me and which is basically a red flag to myself.

I am always a person who create boundaries for people around me, be it even talking to me... I always set the limitations. But now, I have realised, I need to set my boundaries as well.

I need to be more silent, more productive and more in self space. For sure, that can make me vulnerable but that's okay. 





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