toxic relationships. (venting)

There are people in my life that are very toxic, but I can't let them go. I hate when people try to take advantage of others, but especially when it's me. I may not say anything the first few times, but after a while, I get fed up and speak my mind. I think they continue to do it partly because of me. I'm a very forgiving person and can't hold a grudge for anything longer than a few hours. I guess I'm an enabler, kind of. I don't know, it gets hella tiring trying to people and their bullshit that's trying to bring my spirit down. Either it's by calling me out of name just because you want to or saying little slick ass comments that you think I can't hear or don't catch. Well, for one, I'm not dumb and two, I'm not deaf. I pray that the Lord helps me get these people out of my life, but for some reason the devil keeps pushing and pushing. Maybe it's things about me that I have to change, maybe I gotta just cuss those people out one good time in order for them to get the hint. I have no clue. I will admit, there have been days where I have thought about just giving up, but that would just give them power. That's what they want, to see me falter. I'm rambling, but I know there's a grip of people that's supposed to be in my "inner circle" that are doing more harm than good. Maya Angelou said it best though. "Still I rise"

STILL I RISE:

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.