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You feel everything. The good, the bad, the small, the enormous. You notice when someone’s mood shifts, even before they say a word. You feel the weight of the world on certain days and a joy that feels almost too big on others. And somewhere along the way, someone probably told you to “toughen up” or “stop overthinking.” You internalized it. You started to believe your sensitivity was a flaw instead of a gift. Here’s the truth: it isn’t. It’s your nervous system’s way of kee

You might think healing looks serene: quiet mornings, journaling, meditating, finally “getting your life together.” You might imagine yourself smiling more, worrying less, glowing with calm as you sip tea and reflect on how far you’ve come. The truth? Real healing rarely looks that neat. Sometimes it looks like crying in your car, late at night, after a day that felt normal but left your chest tight. Sometimes it’s screaming into a pillow because the things you’ve carried for

You know the type: the one everyone calls when they’re in crisis, the one who “always has it together,” the one who seems untouchable. That person? That’s you. And you’ve been good at it for a reason. You learned early that strength is rewarded. You learned that being reliable keeps people close. You learned that showing vulnerability risks judgment, disappointment, or rejection. So you became the anchor for everyone else, while quietly asking yourself who anchors you. Streng

You’ve been doing the work, just not the kind that feels like it counts. You get up. You show up. You check the boxes. You’re reliable. Organized. Funny when it matters. People lean on you. You handle crises that aren’t yours, keep friendships together, manage family dynamics, and somehow make it look effortless. On the surface, you’re thriving. Inside, though? There’s exhaustion that doesn’t fade with a weekend. There’s a subtle panic when the weight of expectations presses

There’s a particular kind of tired that sleep doesn’t touch. It’s not the exhaustion that comes from running errands all day or crossing ten things off a checklist. It’s the kind that creeps in after a day where, on paper, you “did nothing.” Maybe you stayed home. Maybe you were “just with the kids.” Maybe you didn’t have any major deadlines, didn’t go anywhere, didn’t produce anything you can point to and say this is what I did . And yet, your bones ache. Your patience is th

The biggest myth about teenagers and therapy?That they “don’t want help.” What I see, over and over again, is that teens don’t hate therapy , they hate the feeling of being analyzed, corrected, or spoken to like a case file instead of a human being who is trying their best to navigate a world that often doesn’t make sense. They don’t shut down because they don’t care. They shut down because they don’t feel safe enough to open up. Traditional Therapy Spaces Can Feel Like Spotl