For years, I had been the person everyone leaned on. The healer, the fixer, the one who never said no. As a therapist, it felt natural to care deeply, to hold space, and to offer whatever I had to those in need. I became so adept at giving that I forgot how to hold anything back for myself.
I thought that was love. I thought that was worthiness-being the person who could carry it all. But with another baby on the way, I finally saw the truth: If I didn't change, I would be consumed.
So, I made a promise to myself. I would protect my energy. I would honor my own needs. I would stop trying to be a savior. 'I am not a savior; I am a leader.' This became my mantra, my anchor in moments of doubt and old patterns.
It reminded me that my worth wasn't tied to how much I gave or how many burdens I carried. Real healing wasn't about sacrificing myself; it was about guiding and empowering others-without losing who I was in the process.
Collection
[
|
...
]