already broken.
Staying longer doesn’t automatically repair it.
Sometimes it only delays the damage.
I didn’t leave because I hated them.
I left because trust was gone.
Respect was gone.
Without those, all we had left was habit.
And habit wasn’t enough.
Boundaries would have been easier if I had built them much earlier.
Instead, I made exception after exception.
I told myself each was temporary.
Small.
Not worth a fight.
But people adapt quickly to what you repeatedly allow.
First they appreciate it.
Then expect it.
Then depend on