That’s what happened. Someone I am very close to pushed me to my emotional limit. It was so bad that we almost ended a long relationship over it.
I reached my limit for being the one that carries the entire load. I’m the one that answers all the questions - that changes when they say to change - that withholds my own opinion because theirs is more important, or that’s what they tell me. But, I’ve been there for them for over half my life. I already know my identity is wrapped in theirs but yesterday was as far as I could go.
I was ready to walk away.
By the time I laid down to type that last entry - I was mentally and emotionally exhausted from arguing, trying to explain my position. I fell asleep in my clothes.
I had the weirdest dreams too all night. Most of the night I dreamed of being with someone else other than them. That was wild. I don’t think I’ve ever had that kind of dream.
Waking up - seemed to heal it all.
They contacted me and we talked it out.
Time heals all wounds it seems
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