You are allowed to have boundaries.
You are allowed to say no.
You are allowed to protect your space, your peace, and your life.
It is not selfish.
It is not cruel.
Sometimes it is the only way you finally become visible to the people who got used to seeing through you.
And if the people who claim to love you cannot handle your boundaries, that tells you something important about the kind of love they were offering.
My mother thought I would just accept it.
For most of my life, she would have been right.
But this time, the camera was watching.
And so was I.