nyxandnettle

[nyxandnettle]

[nyxandnettle]

"The weight of unwelcome presence"

There’s a certain exhaustion that comes with constantly a facade of patience when all you seek is a moment of solitude. Some individuals, either oblivious or indifferent, cling to you with unwavering persistence, disregarding even the most evident boundaries. Personal space is not a luxury; it’s a necessity—but some people seem to believe they’re entitled to it, uninvited and unbothered. It’s amusing, really, how they assume silence equals acceptance, as if the absence of rejection is an open invitation.There’s a fine line between compassion and self-sacrifice, and too often, people mistake silence for consent,assuming they are welcome when, in reality, they are nothing more than unwarranted intrusions.