We all carry them. Mental files stuffed with labels we didn’t ask for: the survivor, the worker, the “strong one,” the one who just makes it work. For a long …
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We walk around with a crushing debt we never signed for. It’s the debt of expectation. We owe our parents a “stable” career. We owe our partners a “consistent” mood. …
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I used to believe every boundary needed a backstory. Every no needed context. Every pause needed proof. Every choice needed to be softened so it wouldn’t inconvenience anyone else. I …