Ive been sitting with this question and realized something..I don't remember signing up, the day the time the moment that I agreed but somehow as I self reflect it became so clear that I indeed not only made the agreement...I was all in. And I gave it my all--my dreams, my needs my wants my hopes and dreams. Gave them labels and filed them away--"not now" "one day when..." thats selfish" and "when everyone is good". It's true what they say, "practice makes perfect" so I practiced everyday, shrinking not needing and delightfully giving myself away.The spellbinding dance of my complicity had begun.

Conversation Prompt: The Cost of Unpaid Labor As women, many of us have spent years giving our time, energy, care, and emotional support to our families, workplaces, communities, and relationships—often without recognition, compensation, or even acknowledgment. Let's talk about it. - What forms of unpaid labor have you carried throughout your life? - When did you first realize how much of yourself you were giving away? - How has unpaid labor affected your career, finances, health, identity, or dreams? - Were you taught that caring for everyone else was simply "what women do"? - What boundaries have you learned to set—or what boundaries are you still learning to create? - If your unpaid labor had been valued financially, emotionally, and socially, how might your life look different today? - What does reclaiming your time, energy, and worth mean to you now? This is a space for honest reflection, not judgment. Every woman's story is different, but together we can explore the invisible work that has shaped our lives and imagine a future where our labor—both seen and unseen—is valued. What has unpaid labor cost you, and what are you no longer willing to give away for free?