You give so much of yourself—your energy, your heart, your time—and yet, deep down, you wonder… do they truly see you? Or is it just what you do that matters? 

Every time you even think about saying no, there’s that knot in your stomach—like you’re letting people down. Or worse, what if they think you don’t care? Setting boundaries feels so hard, even when you know you have almost nothing left to give.

You keep putting everyone else first, like their needs somehow matter more than yours. You tell yourself it's just who you are, that you're caring and loving... but honestly? You're exhausted. And quietly, a bit frustrated.

There are so many moments when you stay silent, even when you know you disagree. You hate conflict so much—what if speaking up makes you seem difficult or unkind? So you keep the peace… even when it feels like you're betraying yourself.

It feels like if you’re not constantly doing—helping, fixing, supporting—you start wondering about your sense of self. It’s as though your worth depends on how much you give, leaving little space for yourself. 

You carry this massive weight—like it’s your job to make sure everyone’s okay, everyone’s happy. And in the process? Your own joy gets sacrificed, like your happiness is somehow optional. And you’re not even sure how to stop.

You keep telling yourself, ‘If I don’t step up, who will?’ So you take on everything— even when you’re overwhelmed, even when it feels like too much—because you’re scared things will fall apart if you don’t.

You’re afraid that if you speak up—if you say what you really need or set boundaries—people will think you’re too much, too difficult… or worse, they’ll leave. So you stay quiet because losing them feels scarier than losing yourself.

You’ve always been the strong one, the dependable one—the one who just figures it out. Asking for help feels like admitting you can’t keep up, like you’re failing. And you don’t like feeling weak. But the truth is… you’re overwhelmed.

You’re so tired of being the one everyone counts on, the one who never drops the ball. But every time you think about stepping back, you’re afraid they’ll think you’re self-centered. What if they stop needing you? What if you’re not enough if you’re not doing and giving all the time?