New year and only one rule: Do not waste my time.
I’ve always had a big heart, and it has cost me more grief than it ever should have. I gave freely, without hesitation, pouring my love and energy into others, only to be left empty by those who didn’t value what I offered. Not anymore. Today, the first day of 2025, I’m making this clear to everyone in my life: do not waste my time.
Do not reach for me only when it’s convenient. Do not seek me out for fleeting love, passing comfort, or a temporary fix. My affection, my kindness, my love — they are not disposable. If you cannot cherish what I have to give, do not take it at all.
Do not waste what I offer, especially when I could be giving it to someone who values it — someone who reciprocates, someone who won’t squander my time. This doesn’t mean I’m demanding that every relationship or connection be serious. It doesn’t mean I can’t embrace fun, spontaneity, or fleeting moments of joy. What I need is substance. Something with grounding. Even in lightheartedness, there should be intention — a mutual respect and understanding that honours my time and energy.
If you take my time and take it for granted, remember this: there are people in this world who would treasure it. People who would see the value in what I bring and honour it with the same care and respect. My time is not infinite, nor is my energy, and I will no longer give it to those who cannot see its worth.
My heart will remain soft; it will not harden. But it will be guarded with discernment, shared only with those who appreciate its depth and kindness. I will not stop loving, caring, or giving, but I will ensure it is given where it is truly valued.
In 2025, I choose clarity, respect, reciprocation, and intention. If you can’t meet me there, kindly stay out of my way.
All love,
Karyee xx
