On narcissists, that's where I draw the line. I can be understanding. I can be patient. I can forgive mistakes and make room for people to grow. But when it comes to narcissists, that's where I draw the line. I refuse to spend my life explaining why I deserve basic respect, defending my reality, or questioning my worth because someone benefits from my self-doubt. I've learned that some people don't want connection, they want control. They don't want understanding,they want compliance. The more you give, the more they take, until one day you look around and realize you've been carrying the entire relationship while slowly losing yourself. Not anymore. I have worked too hard to know who I am to let someone convince me otherwise. I have fought too many battles within myself to hand my identity over to someone who only sees value in what they can gain from me. My compassion is endless, but my tolerance for manipulation is not. And that's where I draw the line, not because I've become cold, but because I've finally learned that protecting myself is not the same thing as being unkind.