I’m tired of turning the other cheek, knowing that’s what I’m supposed to do.
I’m tired of my face cracking with a plastic smile.
I can’t anymore.
When your mouth smiles, my mind rehearses the barbs that same mouth spilled forth.
Am I supposed to forget?
At what point does kindness become hypocrisy?
When is it acceptable to say “enough?”
You will not hurt my children’s hearts.
Your children can not spread their poison without consequence.
God, I don’t want to forgive.
I don’t even want to want to forgive.
I will pray for the grace to forgive you.
I will not, however, make my family vulnerable to you or your children.
It is enough.