Things I No Longer Apologize For
— a poem about reclaiming self-worth without explanation

I no longer apologize
for needing space
before I answer a message,
return a call,
or show up with energy I don’t have.
I no longer apologize
for the volume of my laugh,
or the silence that follows
when I don’t feel like speaking.
I no longer apologize
for taking up space in a room
just by being in it
without shrinking, adjusting, or earning my right to stay.
I no longer apologize
for walking away from people
who make me doubt myself
more than they make me feel seen.
I no longer apologize
for being “too sensitive,”
for crying at music,
or shutting down when the room feels too loud.
I no longer apologize
for changing.
For becoming softer
and stronger
at the same time.
I no longer apologize
for choosing rest
over hustle,
healing over hiding,
peace over approval.
I no longer apologize
for my boundaries,
for my softness,
for saying “no,”
for saying “yes” to things that others don’t understand
I no longer apologize
for being a work in progress
who still deserves love—
even on the messy days,
especially then.




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