Be difficult to manipulate. Set boundaries. Speak up when something doesn’t sit right with you. Stop making yourself smaller just to be easier for other people to deal with. The moment you’re too accommodating, some people start mistaking your kindness for weakness. They assume you’ll keep forgiving them, keep making excuses for them and keep accepting less than you deserve simply because you have a good heart. I’d rather be called difficult, cold, intimidating or even the villain in someone else’s story than keep sacrificing my peace to prove I’m a good person. Not everyone deserves unlimited access to you and not everyone will like you when you finally learn to say no. I’d rather be misunderstood for having boundaries than be taken advantage of for having none. If protecting myself makes me the villain in someone else’s story, so be it.