03/03/2026
I used to think I was perpetually in a burnout cycle.
But if I’m honest, I wasn’t collapsing.
I was still delivering. Still holding everything together.
What I eventually realized was something else entirely:
I had quietly become the default nervous system in too many areas of my life.
The one who absorbs tension.
The one who anticipates needs.
The one who keeps the emotional temperature steady when things start to escalate.
Over time, I started noticing patterns in the women around me too.
Four roles we slip into without even realizing it.
To be clear, none of these are diagnoses. They’re simply patterns many of us move through when we’ve spent years holding more than our share.
I’m curious, do any of these resonate for you? I’m landing in the quiet rebel, but have definitely had my seasons in each of these archetypes.
Read the full essay over on substack 🤍