You felt stepped over, you felt like your crown has gone. You were treated less than you deserved.You felt like the Turf, maybe you thought as being ‘useless’; The grass under one’s step. Like Vulnerable?

BUT.

What do you really know about the grass? or the little piece of turf? You are a part of serenity, a whole new world in your own self. You have your own demons, your own stories. People can step over the grass but where do they run to have some solace?

In the meadows. You are the meadow.

The only difference between the you and turf is THAT You have a choice, a right to choose your own people;solace seeker, walking into your meadows. No one ever said you will feel vulnerable, no one ever said it.

Then why would you? Don’t cry your heart out, let them step over you. You are a whole world, not just a piece. Let them grieve when you will hold up your guards. You never deserved the less of anything. You are the bud to blossom. If, you don’t want them to step over you. Mark your territories. It’s never too late. Never.

You are not Vulnerable!