05/14/2026
- written by The Unknown One
I was asked if I gave second chances.
Let me break this down.
I am not an easy person to understand. I have no filter. I don’t sugarcoat things just to make people feel comfortable. I can be blunt, confrontational, intimidating even. I laugh when people try to provoke me because sometimes they look ridiculous doing it.
I was raised believing lying is wrong. So when I ask questions, people think I’m attacking them. Sometimes, I already know the answer. Sometimes, I genuinely want to understand. Either way, people get uncomfortable when you see through things too quickly.
2025 and the beginning of this year opened my eyes to the extent people would go just to destroy someone. What fascinates me is how confidently people think they have life figured out when I’ve spent decades learning, and I’m still learning every day.
People used my mental health against me. The funny thing is, while trying to destroy me, they were exposing themselves more than me.
I’m flawed. I’ve made mistakes. I can be difficult to work with because my mind doesn’t operate like a factory-made version of society. I tend to take control without realizing it sometimes. I ask too many questions. I overanalyze. But one thing about me — if I hurt someone unknowingly and they correct me respectfully, I can say sorry.
What I don’t understand are passive-aggressive people who enjoy seeing others cry or fail. They mistake emotions for weakness. I don’t. I see it as part of being human.
I’ve lost a lot of people because of who I am, and honestly, that’s okay. I know my standards. I know my value. I was never put on this earth to be liked by everyone. I believe I’m here for a purpose bigger than approval.
And when it comes to boundaries, I don’t play games anymore.
So the answer is no.
I don’t give second chances once my boundary is crossed. Once that door closes, it stays locked. To me, they no longer exist.