Navigating Healing and Other People's Baggage

I understand the pain but I'm not in it for that game When you've healed the way I have you forget what's in the back And when the past comes to attack you just don't have space for that It's different I feel SO GOOD that if something bad comes I don't know how the fuck to handle I've healed through so many burning candles Other people's baggage doesn't make sense to me After my changed identity Now I look judgemental, because I've switched up my mental I do better within, for myself And it clashes with other people's mental health Makes me look holier than thou When I'm really just barely making it out I'm so full but so susceptible to someone else's drought How many more lessons before I can tap out....