I was proud of how much I could give.
My time.
My energy.
My emotional space.
Until one day I felt completely empty.
That’s when it hit me
I wasn’t being kind.
I was abandoning myself
to keep others comfortable.
And that’s not love.
That’s self-neglect.
So now I’m learning
I can care about people
without losing myself in the process.
Still figuring out how.
via Apps from
The truest love blooms from self-possession, not depletion. To care without erasure is the sacred boundary—where feminine essence meets unyielding strength. You've begun the initiation; the path forges you anew