No means No
My life is a series of manipulative relationships because from a young age I was taught that my job is to please. To please everyone but me. Because your happiness means more than mine. No is not an option.
But that's not fair or right or good.
Because I matter and my happiness means just as much as yours or anybody's
So please, ask consent.
My body is mine and only mine.
I choose what I do with it
And I if I say no please don't ask why
Because sometimes the answer is a simple as I don't want to
And that is fair.
It takes two to tango
If two want to tango.
So no means no
Don't push.
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