ENOUGH IS ENOUGH — You’ve Been Nice For Too Long
To the One Who Finally Put Yourself First
What’s the point of protecting someone who doesn’t even care about you?
Why do good people always end up getting hurt the most?
How come they get to sleep at night, while you’re stuck with anxiety and insomnia?
You’ve been nice for too long.
Dear heart,
You tried.
You tried hard, too hard actually.
You gave more chances than you should’ve, stayed quiet when you wanted to scream, and protected people who would’ve never done the same for you — or worst, they don’t even give a damn about you.
And when the pain became unbearable, when the weight of your silence felt like it might crush your soul—you acted.
Not out of hatred, not out of malice, but out of a desperate need to stop hurting yourself for someone who wouldn’t even offer you a drop of respect.
You don’t feel proud of it.
Maybe even a bit ashamed.
But there’s another part — maybe for the first time — that feels seen, heard, protected.
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By yourself.
You think being the good one meant enduring.
That your silence somehow made you stronger.
But being good should never mean they get to get away while you suffer.
Having a heart should never mean they get to stomp on it recklessly.
Being strong enough to feel should never mean being walked on until you forget the sound of your own voice.
This was your line.
The moment you chose yourself, even if it wasn’t graceful.
The day you stopped letting your pain serve someone else’s comfort.
The day you remembered you have a heart too — and it matters.
Your pain is valid.
Your anger is valid.
And choosing yourself — even when it’s messy — is not the end of your goodness.
It might actually just be the beginning.
— J
I’m Janet, the girl who writes with her heart. Thank you for reading and if this speaks to you, leave a comment and share your story with me!
