Jill Bautista

In 2018, I will no longer find myself constantly saying yes. 

I waited for you for days that turned to weeks, that turned to months. I waited so long it felt like I spent half my life waiting. Until I stopped waiting because I ran out of reasons to.

Because I have grieved enough. And it’s time for you to finally be in your resting place.

On Tuesday, you said it was your turn to ask for a wish I should grant – the first and last wish you made.

You took me for granted.

I hope you don’t lose yourself loving him.

I’ll choose to be grateful that once upon a time, you chose me over them.

I got a lot of things from what we had, good and bad.

Admitting you’re not okay gets you to open yourself to all other ways to actually make yourself better.

Speak up, woman.

Let them put you down, then thank them later.

What else am I capable of?