I am a mother and a wife who carries a lot of trauma from the way people have treated me. I’ve always been the kind of person who would give the shirt off my back, who kept giving chance after chance, even when someone showed me their true colors. No matter how many times I was hurt, I still tried to be there for people who didn’t deserve my time or my energy.
Throughout my life, I’ve struggled with severe anxiety and depression. I lived in constant fear, always wondering if I had done something wrong or why am I being targeted the way that I am. I became a people pleaser, bending over backwards just to avoid conflict or to make others like me. Over time, I realized that living like that was destroying me. I had to learn to stop pleasing everyone else and start living for myself — because this is my life, and my responsibility is to my own well‑being and to my family.
One of the biggest lessons I’ve learned is that the fewer people you allow into your life, the happier you become. And that includes family and friends. Being related to someone doesn’t automatically mean they are good for you. Some people bring jealousy, envy, manipulation, and chaos. Some are narcissistic and never give you peace or rest. They stir up problems, drain your spirit, and then They will cause a lot of things to happen and then somehow make you feel like you’re the problem. They twist situations, play the victim, and drain you until you barely recognize yourself. For a long time, I let that break me down. I let their behavior convince me that I wasn’t enough, that I had to work harder, give more, tolerate more, just to keep the peace.
But I’ve grown and I cam currently healing from everything. I’ve learned that protecting my peace is not selfish — it’s necessary. I’ve learned that boundaries are not walls; they are shields. And I’ve learned that walking away from people who hurt me is not weakness. It’s strength. It’s healing. It’s choosing myself for the first time in a long time.
Now, I’m focusing on my own happiness, my own mental health, and the family that truly loves me. I’m learning to trust myself again, to listen to my intuition, and to stop apologizing for choosing peace over chaos. I’m finally understanding that I deserve calm, I deserve respect, and I deserve a life that doesn’t feel like a constant battle.
I’m still healing, but I’m no longer breaking myself to keep others comfortable. I’m becoming the version of myself that I should’ve been allowed to be all along — stronger, wiser, and finally free.
