06/17/2025
I thought I had to do it all.
I thought I had to carry it alone.
I thought asking for help was weakness.
That being a âgood momâ meant smiling through exhaustion.
I told myself it was my job to overfunction.
The truth? It was a trauma response.
I didnât know how to say:
âThis is too much.â
âI canât do this alone.â
âI matter, too.â
Burnout wasnât a failure.
It was the cost of years without boundaries.
These days, I donât do it all.
I protect my peace.
I ask for help.
I rest without guilt.
And I teach other women how to do the same.
Message me âburnoutâ if youâre done carrying everything alone.
Iâve got you.