For a long time, I was the one carrying everything.

The planner. The supporter. The one everyone depended on. The strong one.

On the outside, things looked fine. On the inside, I felt overwhelmed, stretched thin, and disconnected from myself.

My journey toward clarity and boundaries began when I realized that being strong did not mean being depleted. I learned how to slow down, get honest about my capacity, and build supportive systems instead of running on survival mode.

Now, I help other women do the same.