I am not a woman of last resort. I am not a woman of convenience.
You can’t simply dial my number when it suits your convenience or when you expect me to be available for hangouts based solely on your availability. You can’t dial my number for favors but when I need you the line is filled with silence or excuses.
You can’t claim to love me while your actions contradict the sweet nothings you’ve expressed. You can’t ask me to be your shoulder to cry on when in need, only to find your shoulder icy and distant when I sought comfort in return.
You don’t get to pick and choose when you deal with me. You don’t get to project your insecurities on to me. You don’t get to use me as an emotional punching bag. You don’t get to put me on the back burner, only to spin the block when you get bored and have run out of other options.
I am not a woman of last resort. I am not a woman of convenience.
I am a woman who is worth way more than that treatment. I will not force anyone to stay around. You can walk away if you prefer. I will not force someone to see my worth. If you don’t see it now, then you never will.
I will not force you to love me. Instead, I will gracefully exit from tables where love is no longer on the menu. I refuse to tolerate treatment that falls short of my worth.
I am a woman who is worth far more than rubies. I am a woman who is worth far more than gold. I am a woman whose worth exceeds the boundaries of this world.
I am a woman who deserves to be treated far better than being kept in someone’s back pocket. I am a woman who deserves genuine love from everyone who frequents her space.
I am a treasure. A priceless gem. I am not a backup plan; I am the main event.
Your access will be denied if you treat me as a mere convenience so please don’t try to spin the block because I refuse to be a placeholder until something better comes along.
I am no longer always available. I am no longer accommodating. I am no longer putting others’ needs first.
I am a woman who demands respect, reciprocity, and consideration. My time and energy hold immense value.
By the grace of God, my eyes have finally opened—I now recognize that I am not a woman of last resort and I am not a woman of convenience.
Love,
xoxomissy 