What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?

Growing up as the oldest of four, I carried a lot on my shoulders. I love my siblings deeply—love love love love love them—but being the eldest came with expectations. I was serious, intense, and often misunderstood. My parents would constantly tell me, “You need to change your attitude.” At the time, I didn’t get it. I thought I was just standing up for myself. But looking back, I see how often I let small things turn into big storms.

My mom used to say, “Having an attitude will get you nowhere.” She’d tell me to ignore people when they upset me. I remember telling her, “That’s hard.” And it was. How do you ignore someone who says something that cuts deep?

Fast forward to my late 30s, working at Walmart. That job taught me more about life than I ever expected. It took me nine years to learn how to develop thick skin. Nine years to master the art of silence. One day, I remembered my mom’s words. I tried it—really tried it—and it changed everything.

Now? I ignore people who want to argue. I don’t go back and forth. I don’t entertain drama. Online, I block and delete. In person, I walk past like I was never there. I don’t stick around for foolishness. I won’t participate in anything that makes me angry.

I love communication. I believe in finding a middle ground. But arguing? That’s not my lane anymore. And that shift—that decision to protect my peace—is the best advice I’ve ever received.

🚫 Married Men Are OFF Limits: A Grown-Woman Boundary

I’m in my late 50s, and meeting a married man—no matter how charming, fine, or seemingly available—is an automatic SKADADDLE!!! He can’t have my number, and I won’t be taking his. That’s not maturity, that’s accountability. And it’s about staying aligned with God’s plan, not getting caught in a trap that promises nothing but heartache.

Too many people try to excuse flirtation as “just talk” or “innocent fun,” but let’s call it what it is: opening the door to destruction. When a married person chooses to flirt, and the other person entertains it—knowing full well what’s at stake—they’re planting seeds of chaos.

That married man has vows he’s already broken by stepping outside emotionally. And the woman engaging with him? She’s not just risking pain; she’s stepping outside of integrity. If God has a purpose for each of us, this kind of distraction can take us way off course. And the further we stray, the more heartbreak follows—not just for the couple, but for the children, the families, and the communities caught in the ripple effect.

When I honor God’s design for relationships, I’m also protecting my peace, my purpose, and my legacy. Entertaining someone else’s spouse brings nothing but confusion to the heart and clutter to the soul. No thanks. Not now, not ever.

So here’s my grown-woman declaration: Married men are off limits. Period. Not because I’m bitter, but because I’m better. Better than drama. Better than lies. Better than settling for borrowed time. And if you’re out here single and waiting for what’s yours—don’t get sidetracked by what’s already spoken for.

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