I Don’t Have to Explain My Boundaries

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For a long time, I felt like I had to explain my boundaries.

I’d over-justify why I couldn’t meet up.
I’d soften my “no” with layers of apology.
I’d turn a simple request into a full emotional essay—just to make sure no one got upset.

But I’ve learned something that changed everything:

I don’t owe anyone an explanation for protecting my peace.

A boundary isn’t rude.
It’s not cold.
It’s not a rejection of someone else—it’s a commitment to myself.

I can say:

“This doesn’t work for me.”
“I need more space.”
“I’m not available for that.”

And leave it there.

The people who respect me won’t need a PowerPoint presentation.
They’ll just listen—and adjust.

And the ones who don’t?

Well… that’s information too.

I trust myself to decide what I allow in my life.
And that trust doesn’t need a disclaimer.