
17/07/2025
You know when someone tells you, "You’re so strong. I don’t know how you do it."
And you smile politely, while thinking, “If by strong you mean emotionally constipated and surviving on hobnobs, then yeah—spot on.”
It sounds like a compliment. But sometimes it just means, “You look like you’re fine, so we’ll leave you to it.”
If you’re the one holding everything together - the fixer, the calm in the chaos, the one everyone leans on - people tend to forget to check in with you.
But “looking like you’re coping” isn’t the same as actually being okay. Strength is brilliant, but if you don’t leave space to flex, you risk breaking.
So if you’re quietly running on empty, still juggling everyone else’s mess…
If you’re the one who says, “I’ve got this,” even when you don’t…
If you know exactly what everyone else needs but can’t remember the last time anyone asked how you’re doing—this is for you.
You’re allowed to fall apart for a while.
You’re allowed to ask for help, even when you’re not sure what kind.
You’re allowed to be messy, vulnerable, and beautifully human.
If you’re worn out from carrying it all, there’s room here to set it down for a while.
You don’t need the right words.
You don’t need a brave face.
You can be messy.
You can be quiet.
You can just be.
Let’s make some room for you for once and see what comes of it.
You can bring the Hobnobs if you want.