You ever feel a weight lift the second you walk away from someone?
Not after a fight. Not after closure. Just… the moment you decide you’re done, poof—that cloud that’s been following you suddenly disappears. The tightness in your chest? Gone. The constant anxiety? Quiet. You’re not sad, you’re not angry. You’re just free.
And that’s how I know the cloud wasn’t mine to carry.
I used to ignore that kind of thing. That gut feeling. That energy that just didn’t feel right. I’d explain it away, give people the benefit of the doubt, stay longer than I should because I “felt bad.” But let’s be real: pity friendships are heavy. They drain you. They’re not rooted in love, they’re rooted in guilt. And guilt is not a foundation.
The truth is: energy vampires are real. The evil eye is real. And sometimes, the spiritual attack doesn’t come from strangers. It comes from the people closest to you. The ones you tell everything to. The ones you used to laugh with. The ones who shift when your light gets too bright. Silent resentment. Passive shade. The little comments. The reactions that don’t match the moment. The argument that jumps from a 5 to a 10 out of nowhere.
You can always tell.
But here’s what I’m not: I’m not bitter. I’m not mad. I was a good friend when it mattered. I gave all the love I had. And I’ll never regret that. I don’t regret loving people who didn’t know how to love me back. I don’t regret being the one who showed up. Ever.
What I do regret? Not listening to myself sooner. Not standing on business. Not protecting my peace like it’s sacred—because it is.
I can do all this writing, all this healing, all this talking on 224—but if I’m not living it? It’s empty. So here’s my reminder to me, and maybe to you too:
Keep your energy pure. Stop entertaining connections you already know are off. Stop defending people with bad reputations like you’re the exception. The general consensus is usually the truth. There’s typically a reason someone has no solid friendships. There’s typically a reason you feel what you feel.
Listen to it.
No more clouds. No more energy thieves. No more friendships built on guilt.
I deserve love that feels light. Love that doesn’t switch up. Love that holds me in return.
And I’m done apologizing for protecting my light.
