Journal Entry 005: When a Whisper Becomes a Wall

I used to think boundaries had to sound bold —
“No!” with fists on hips.

But lately, my no is a whisper.
A breath.
A slow blink before I don’t respond.

And it’s still valid.

Boundaries don’t need to be loud to be real.

Sometimes the most powerful thing you do all week
is not explain yourself.

🖋 Question:

What boundary are you still trying to justify — instead of just live?

What would it feel like to say “no” — and not dress it up with guilt?

–Bleu