There comes a point in life when you're simply done: done proving your worth, done explaining your side of the story. You've tried, again and again, only to realise that people will cling to the version of you they've chosen to see. Sometimes they reflect their own flaws onto you; sometimes they deny the truth because it forces them to face their insecurities and traumas. No matter how hard you try, they won't see you as you are, but as who they are. So you stop. You realise your inner peace is worth far more than correcting anyone's perception of you. And so you let them. You let them see you as a villain, a flaw, an inconvenience. You let them judge you, knowing full well they're only projecting their own turmoil. You let them walk away. You let them miss out on your goodness because it's never your loss. You let them think you're too much, too stubborn, too soft, or too difficult to handle. As long as you're not hurting anyone, as long as you're kind, and as long as you're simply trying to build a life for yourself, what others think is no longer your concern. Releasing their expectations is like setting down a burden you've been carrying for years. That is freedom. That is power. That is peace. And life becomes so much more beautiful because of it. Pt1