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The Weight of Being Everything to Everyone
Thursday | The Weight of Being Everything to Everyone
For years, I thought being enough meant being everything.
The perfect mom. The supportive wife. The dependable friend. The one who never said no. The one who figured it out, even when I was falling apart inside.
And the truth is—I was good at it. Really good. So good that I forgot to ask if it was what I wanted or just what everyone else needed from me.
The breaking point didn't come with a big dramatic moment. It came in the quiet realization that I had built a life where everyone was happy—except me.
I was drowning in to-do lists, expectations, and the pressure to keep it all together. And somewhere along the way, I stopped dreaming. I stopped hoping. I stopped believing there was more for me.
Until I couldn't ignore it anymore.
Today's Reflection: Being everything to everyone means being nothing to yourself.
Journal Prompt: What am I holding together right now that's slowly breaking me?
Why This Matters: You can't pour from an empty cup. And you've been running on fumes for too long.
With HOPE Always,
Wakeitha
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