Looking out for others can be good sometimes but not always. There are people who like to take your kindness for weakness, that is sad, this is a turning point.
I cannot continue to help you while you hurt me, while you put me down. Yes, it will be painful to let go but I must. This is a turning point, no more of this, helping you with tears in my eyes and a smile on your face thinking how you treat me is funny, it’s game to you.
It seems the more I help and be there holding on to past love the more I hurt, hurting myself by accepting this. But baby this here is my turning point, my turning point, my turning point.
It is time. It is over, I am moving on. I choose me, again I CHOOSE ME.
My turning point.
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