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Boundaries.

Writer's picture: Sam JohnSam John

A lesson I've had to learn the hard way over and over again.

I was scared of setting these boundaries.


It made me question the way I lived out my beliefs.

The way I loved. The way I cared. The way I hoped.


And then I realized something gamechanging.

The boundaries don't serve to keep people out...


They serve to help me love and care for the little boy who was abandoned, the young man who was addicted and the man who lives in a constant fear of being abandoned.

They exist to serve him. Every version of him.


Protect. Love. Share. Hope.


You don't get to walk back in.

You have to want it. Fight for it. And show me you are worth it.


Yours faithfully,

Qavah.


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