Force fields and my God given right

I am one of those people who naturally don’t require much space. Literally and figuratively. I’m low key about material and external things. I’m an ideal roommate or carpool buddy. There’s so many things I don’t give a s@#t about that it’s easy for me to tolerate almost anything temporarily. I can most definitely put up with someone’s quirks as long as they don’t bother with the small space I require. Naturally, to this day, I attract people who seem perplexed by my minimalism that they feel like they can just take over that small space of mine. Oh but Dahlin, have you ever picked the wrong one to cross lines with.

I wasn’t taught how to stand up for the space that was given to me by my sheer existence. It took becoming aware of that everything is created to take up its designated space by our creator. Now that I have come to understand that, I stand my ground with such ease when people make any attempts to encroach on me.