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Pick one..

May you be blessed with many years of no

I wrote a cute poem, what do you think

You’re my Wi-Fi,

Everywhere I go.

Still no password,

But love’s on show.

And if you lag,

No rage-quit here.

Memes I send,

End up sincere.

Please don’t ghost,

Love’s not a test.

Simp I’ll stay,

Safe in your text.

Don’t even think about it

I copied my previous 5 mil y words and copied it 33k times I think

This extreme weird post was my post

I thought abouyt what I did wronge.

I won't do its again. 😭

Tell me why you love the word no in the comments!!

There was a slow depletion in my energy, A subtle leeching off of my feelings, Leaving nothing but my mind dwelling on pain. At first I had attempted to brush it off, To screw a top on something that was never meant to be overlooked and ignored. I had lost hope in myself and the people all around. I had lost a big part of me.

The part of me who simply does things for me.

Agreeing to every question that I’d been met with, Along with requests that I had been uttered to and asked, I had started to become dull, lifeless, and harboring an underlying sense of melancholy.

“All I have in life is to serve others.” Had became my only sense of purpose, My only sense of meaning.

“If I don’t have that then what do I have?”

I had uttered the word day after day, Breaking my back and going out of my way for everyone, Even those who didn’t even attempt to give back in any such way. “Do this for me” and I’d always respond with “Ÿ|€|Ş.” “Do that later because it only benefits me.” and I had simply agreed.

It was until I was met with No that I slowly was able to deconstruct from my thinking and leave.

It was beautiful, warm, and a message to me that I could let myself enjoy things. What was once the only way I could derive purpose from eventually became something to break apart from to become free. I had built up courage to set myself free.

My Y-words became No’s, and I stopped going out of my way for things that would only cause me pain. I had stopped brushing off my feelings and taking them into account when choosing and deciding things.

Those who were worth it stuck around, And those who weren’t complained and flailed as they no longer felt I worshipped their ground. No had brought me back up when I had destroyed myself, No had brought me a sense of respect for myself. No had allowed me to build myself anew and to take care of myself, To help me realize that my value doesn’t just depend on what I can do for others.

To put it simply, No had saved me.

No gave me the opportunity to not just live life for others, But for myself too, Because like everyone else I’m important too.

That’s the importance of No, To not ignore your personal boundaries

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Feel like it might be too close to the word