No boundaries

It starts small.

Answering the message you didn’t have time for. Fixing what wasn’t yours to fix. Letting a comment slide. Staying late once. Then again.

You call it flexibility. You call it being helpful.

Someone else calls it normal.

They ask again. They stop asking politely. They assume.

That’s not cruelty. That’s information.

The damage isn’t caused by bad people. It’s enabled by people who never say no.

Boundaries aren’t unkind. They’re the price of staying kind.

Without them, you don’t protect yourself. You teach others what they can take.