Healers Aren’t Doormats

Straight like that.

Like I’m here to help, but I’m not the one. I didn’t want people to be afraid of me, but I’m over that now. Beltane has left me tired and powerful. Energy uploads can be exhausting. Must have been those good old epigenetic codes of being a woman and black I shed. Hello, hi, I’ve arrived, bring it on. I’m detached from the full compassion that makes me give endless chances. Want a deal you come to me, your life depends on it not mine, so if I offer you one, take it. Also, I’m no longer repeating myself, if I told you once, I told ya twice, wanna play? Try your luck if you’re foolish. I already did all the work. Fate is fate and I’m happy af. Everything coming to me I deserve. Blessings be for daddy.
Seriously though, healers can help or do the opposite. Never take someone’s kindness for weakness, for they are kind, because they know they can destroy you. Via: Empath Essentials