Soft Life Budget

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Peace is priceless — that’s soft-life math.

I used to answer when the phone rang late,
draped in guilt like a threadbare cape.
Said ‘I’m fine’ while I disappeared,
taught myself I should always be reached.
Canceled plans just to play relief,
while my joy sat on silent grief.
But I tallied the cost, rewrote the chart —
those emergency calls drained my heart.

Now I’m budgeting calm, setting energy rates,
every late-night text comes with wait-list dates.
I don’t owe you my peace, not a minute, not free —
I invest in the things that return energy.

Peace is priceless — that’s soft-life math,
no overtime for emotional tax.
I clock out at eight, I don’t audit pain —
drama don’t pay, so I’m not on payroll.
Peace is priceless — I balance my soul.

Bought a robe that I wear past the door,
leave my shoes by the couch, no more war.
Took back Sundays, renamed them sacred,
no more panic when your tone turned dated.
I replaced guilt with a lavender candle,
switched your voice note for ‘Ocean Wave Paddle.’
I’m not cold — I’m just making amends
with the woman I buried for someone who bends.

So if you need a crisis, call your crew,
I’m off the clock — healing for me and not you.
My compassion’s still real, just behind gated trust,
I protect my calm like it’s gold-covered dust.

Peace is priceless — that’s soft-life math,
no overtime for emotional tax.
I clock out at eight, I don’t audit pain —
drama don’t pay, so I’m not on payroll.
Peace is priceless — I balance my soul.

I used to say yes when I meant no.
Let my spirit file for bankruptcy slow.
Now my silence is wealth, my ‘not today’ — a vow.
I guard my joy like a diamond-owned-now. 

Peace is priceless — that’s soft-life math,
no more loans to the ones who just crash.
I clock out at eight, I don’t audit pain —
drama don’t pay, so I’m not on payroll.
Peace is priceless — I balance my soul.
Peace is... priceless. 

That’s soft-life math.