The real plot twist wasn’t when they mistreated me. It was when I finally asked myself the right question: “Why did I allow people with such shit character to even be close enough to hurt me?” That’s when everything clicked. Because people will always show you who they are — but we decide who gets access. And for way too long, I gave access to people who didn’t deserve a minute of my time, let alone a place in my life. I used to take their behaviour personally. Now I take it as data. Patterns. R