RESTART

Regret being sensitive in a world that rewards hardness, regret being nice to people who mistook my kindness for weakness, regret believing that karma would speak for me while I stayed silent and endured everything with a smile. I regret being available to those who were never there when I needed them, answering calls, fixing problems, offering comfort, while my own heart waited alone. I regret helping every time, even when I was tired, even when my eyes were heavy with tears, even when no one noticed how much it cost me. I regret trusting people so easily, thinking sincerity was mutual, thinking effort would be returned. I regret the nights I cried quietly, convincing myself that being good was enough, that patience was love, that staying was loyalty. But today I do not regret choosing to change. This is the moment I restart, not as someone cold, but as someone aware. A new journey begins with me learning to protect my energy, to choose myself without guilt, to give only where I am valued. I will still feel deeply, still believe in kindness, but I will no longer sacrifice my peace to prove my worth. This is the birth of a new me, stronger, wiser, and finally on my own side.