I have always been a fierce individualist. A rare bird. Loud mouthed, contrary, and superbly self-willed. Savagely independent. Intensely determined. An oddity, happily unescorted by ignoramus. 

Despite this lifelong effort to maintain full sovereignty, there have been moments in my life where I became subservient and strangely passive. Humbled considerably by compliancy. Weighted by responsibilities that weren’t my own, intimidated by master-manipulators and suppressed by domination. These were times when I felt vulnerable, trapped, challenged and afraid and these were equally important conditions that taught me something significant — boundaries — beautiful fucking boundaries. 

I built my boundaries from learning what bent and broke me and what kept me alive. I forged every goddam brick with my own two bleeding hands and securely assembled them one by one. I raised a healthy threshold between the world and my highest good; an edge that is no longer blurred, but unmistakable and distinct. 

There’s this striking definition that rolls off my tongue and I know now, the magical words that set me free. I am still learning, still evolving, and I always will be, but with the utmost certainty, I am fully aware of what I stand to protect at this time in my life. Any judgement cast upon me comes from those indifferent to who I am and where I have come from. I defend my sacred bounds with fervency. Dare to disrespect or demolish what I have built. A foolish and fatal flaw. 

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