Didn’t You Say Never Again?

The Universe is petty.
Let’s be clear.
It doesn’t knock gently on the door
of your peace
and politely inquire
if you’ve “grown.”

No, no.
It throws on a fitted hat and slides into your DMs like:
“Hey stranger 👀”
or worse—
it has your ex show up
looking hydrated
and suddenly quoting bell hooks.

You said you were done.
You cried it out.
You staged the funeral,
buried the wishful thinking,
burned the playlist,
and blocked them on everything—
even LinkedIn.
(I mean… that was excessive, but still.)

You told your friends,
“I don’t spin the block.”
You posted something holy with a Toni Morrison quote.
You drank chlorophyll water.
You journaled about boundaries in calligraphy.

But here comes the Test,
wearing yesterday’s cologne
and tomorrow’s fake promise.
Looking like growth
if you squint sideways
and ignore your therapist’s voice.

The Universe doesn’t ask you with words.
It dares you—
like a cosmic trickster auntie
sipping tea in the corner,
watching to see
if you’ll fall for the soft trap of familiarity
and call it “healing.”

Will you bend your integrity
for one more night of “closure”?
Will you backslide with intention
and call it “a lesson I needed to repeat,
for shadow work purposes”?

This is your sermon.
Your sacred comedy.
Your divine sitcom rerun
with higher stakes.

Because if you say no—
firmly, without shaking,
without needing to explain or justify—
the Universe nods like,
“Okayyy, look at you! Growth!”

And suddenly,
everything aligns.
Your skin clears.
The invoice gets paid early.
Someone fine and emotionally available
asks for your love language.

Because the Universe rewards receipts.
It does not bless inconsistency.
It’s not here for your spiritual backpedaling
in Mercury retrograde.

So next time it shows up—
whatever “it” is—
smelling like nostalgia and poor decisions,
you’ll smile politely and say,

“Thank you… but I already learned this in the last lifetime.
Try again in someone else’s chapter.”

Then strut off,
head high,
boundaries tight,
integrity intact,
with the knowing grin of a woman
who passed the test.

And got the blessing.
With interest.
And a side of peace—

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