11/06/2026
I used to be the most giving person in any room.
And sometimes the loneliest. Living in a constant masculine energy.
Not because people didn't care about me.
But because I had spent so long hiding parts of me that nobody actually knew. Because I was scared and shameful.
I didn't ask for what I needed and I didn't always let people in when I was struggling.
I performed capability and composure and low maintenance — and then quietly fell apart because I wanted what others had but didn’t think I deserved it.
And resented the people who weren't there.
This is the pattern I see most in the women I work with and one I lived for the longest time.
It doesn't come from nowhere. It comes from learning early that certain parts of you were too much, so you tucked them away and showed the world the version that felt safe to love.
The work isn't about becoming more confident or more vulnerable overnight.
It's about understanding why you hid in the first place.
And making it safe — slowly, gently — to be seen.