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There was a time when I talked myself out of discomfort.

When I softened truths so I wouldn’t seem demanding.

When I stayed present while something in me quietly withdrew.

I don’t do that anymore.

I listen when my body tightens.

I listen when curiosity isn’t welcomed.

I listen when warmth is inconsistent.

This isn’t about blame or accusation.

It’s about clarity.

I no longer override my own signals to preserve connection.

I no longer call endurance “love.”

What I’m learning now is simpler — and truer:

emotional safety matters to me.

Honoring that is not hardness.

It’s self-respect.