Yesterday I reached a milestone that I am particularly proud of.
I finally spoke out against someone who has been causing me so much stress, to the point where my patience had reached its peak.
That person tested me until I realized I did not deserve to be treated that way.
I'm one of the most patient people I know.
Also, I hate conflict. I avoid it as much as possible.
But when this person came along and showed me how much I could take, I decided to speak out.
Needless to say, I gained an enemy yesterday. One who didn't think twice about playing the victim. One who decided that I am "rude," "obnoxious" and "difficult."
Ironic how those words apply to the same person who used them.
I must say though, that I feel liberated. It's like finally getting over a hurdle. It's like flying away.
It's like finally recognizing the enemy and pulling out your gun after being held hostage for a long time.
It's a brilliant feeling to finally stand up for yourself.
We'll probably be friends again someday, when time heals the wounds. But I won't stop speaking out until that person pulls out the blade.
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