19/12/2025
I think many people will recognise themselves in this. The way life teaches us to prioritise survival over joy.
The way strength becomes a role we never meant to play, but somehow ended up carrying like a full-time job.
In therapy, this comes up so often, the quiet exhaustion that builds when you’ve been “the strong one” for too long.
The part of you that learned to cope, to manage, to hold everything together, even when your own needs were slipping through the cracks.
Strength becomes familiar. Happiness becomes something you’ll “get to later.”
But here’s the truth:
Strength without rest turns into armour.
Strength without joy becomes emptiness.
Strength without emotional nourishment disconnects you from the very life you’re trying to build.
Many people weren’t raised to experience happiness as a right, only as a reward for surviving. So they keep waiting for the moment it becomes safe to soften. Safe to breathe. Safe to feel something other than responsibility.
The therapeutic work often lies in helping people rediscover the parts of themselves that were put on hold. The playfulness. The ease. The desire to feel good just because, not because everything is finally perfect.
If you’ve spent years being strong for everyone else, it’s okay if happiness feels unfamiliar. It’s okay if joy feels like a muscle you haven’t used in a while.
You don’t have to earn your right to feel alive. And your healing doesn’t require you to stop being strong, only to stop believing that strength is all you’re allowed to be.
Maybe the real work is learning that you can be held too. You can rest. You can want more than survival.
Maybe it’s time to make room for the happiness you’ve postponed. Not because everything is easy now, but because you deserve to feel something other than strong.