emotional

There’s a certain kind of tired that doesn’t come from work, it comes from being around people who drain you.

Constantly explaining yourself. Shrinking your light. Walking on eggshells just to keep the peace.

It’s not selfish to protect your energy.
Not everyone deserves access to the soft, growing version of you.

Letting go isn't cold. Sometimes it’s the kindest thing you can do.. for them, and for you.

Choosing yourself is such a brave and beautiful act, like giving your soul the warmest hug it truly deserves