BOUNDARIES, BANANA BREAD & BADASSERY
WELCOME BACK, PLANT-WARRIORS! Big Mulch Command here, your resident garden guru-slash-emotional landscaper. Today we’re talking about the one thing no one teaches you—boundaries—but everyone expects you to have down cold. That’s right. The B-word. Not basil (even if she’s the queen of pesto), not banana bread— I mean the invisible fence you should’ve installed before Karen from HR moved in rent-free and started redecorating your feelings.
I used to think “boundaries” were for Wi-Fi passwords and deciding which cousins get your real number (I’m looking at you, Aunt Lupita, with your midnight MLM pitches). I shapeshifted harder than a chameleon in a rainbow—fix-it fairy, guilt-driven caregiver, you name it—while my own roots went thirsty.
Until I finally grabbed my metaphorical shovel and laid down some mulch.
Here are the five personal fences you need to grow strong—no green thumb required.
– This is your body and personal space.
– “Please don’t hug me without asking.”
– “Hands off my stuff, thanks.”
DRAINAGE CONTROL (Emotional)
– Not everyone gets to dump all their feelings into your garden bed.
– “I care about you, but I’m not your 24/7 therapist.”
– “That comment stung—please don’t do that again.”
SUNLIGHT HOURS (Time)
– You decide who gets your daylight and when.
– “I’m off the clock after 6PM.”
– “I need downtime tonight—let’s chat tomorrow.”
PRUNING RULES (Sexual)
– Consent is your main fertilizer.
– “That’s not my jam.”
– “Let’s agree on consent every time.”
DIGITAL FENCE (Online)
– Just because someone follows you doesn’t mean they get unlimited access.
– “No hard feelings, but please unfollow if you can’t respect my space.”
– “Don’t post my photo without checking first.”
Spot the Overgrowth. If you feel drained or uneasy, your boundary’s being crossed. Get Crystal Clear. Know exactly what you need—peace, privacy, space.
State It Simply. You’re not serving cake; you’re planting a fence post.
“I need a heads-up before visits.” Stay Consistent. A fence isn’t just for show—reinforce it whenever someone steps over.
Bonus Soil Wisdom:
If someone gets upset at your boundary, it’s because they were used to freeloading off it. Let them have their tantrum; your garden’s peace is priority number one.
YOUR GARDEN NEEDS THIS, TOO
You wouldn’t let weeds smother your tomatoes or let rabbits feast on your lettuces—so why let people trample your emotional soil? Compost what doesn’t serve you. Mulch your peace with firm “no’s.” Grow into the unapologetic, flourishing warrior you’re meant to be.
Just.
Grow.
You ever hit a point in life where the only thing holding you together is spite, a good playlist, and a loaf of banana bread that slaps harder than your last therapy session? This recipe isn’t just about ripe bananas—hell no. It’s about reclaiming your time, your boundaries, and your taste buds. So light a candle, blast something angsty, and preheat that oven, Plant-Warrior. Because healing starts somewhere—and today, it starts with BOUNDARIES, BANANA BREAD & BADASSERY.
Now hit that damn button and Launch to Loaf.

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