8.22.25

You are allowed to feel better.
You are allowed to heal.
You are allowed to want more from life than survival.

8.21.25

 Crazy. Too sensitive. Overreacting. Too emotional.

These words are often used to silence people who see too clearly.

You were never the problem. Your awareness simply didn’t fit the story they were trying to protect, so they tried to keep you small

8.20.25

Attack and defend are the dance of disconnection.
These tactics feel powerful in the moment, but leave both people more alone.

True strength is staying open; even when your feelings are loud. 

8.19.25

Pleasing others isn’t always kindness; it iss often protest behavior.

A way to say: “If I keep you happy, maybe you won’t leave.”  This type of people pleasing is fear trying to keep you safe.

8.18.25

 No one else can do the real work of loving, healing, and enjoying your own company. Being with yourself isn't a lonely place — it’s where life softens, deepens, and becomes your own again.

8.17.25

As a child, there was no room for fear, shame, sadness, need, or loss.
Every real feeling had to be shut down, denied, or erased.
No wonder it has been so hard to trust my own emotions.

8.16.25

You were never meant to be loved because you’re useful.
That was survival.
You are lovable in your rest.
In your softness.
In your being — not just in your doing.

8.15.25

 Self-sabotage isn’t laziness.

It’s often fear in disguise.
Fear of being seen.
Fear of being successful.
Fear that if you finally show up as yourself… it won’t be safe.

8.14.25

We think we’re helping.
And many times, we are actually trying to regulate our own anxiety by controlling someone else’s journey.
That’s not care — it’s self-abandonment dressed up as pleasing others.

8.13.25

When the people you needed most couldn’t meet your emotional needs, it feels safer to believe it’s your fault.

It feels like it must be something about me. This belief is not the truth. It’s the way your nervous system tried to survive.

Today, you can see that their inability was never about your worth. You are, and always were, enough.