Not because I’m doing it wrong… but because I’m still healing the part of me that thought she wasn’t allowed to have any.
The part of me that says yes even when I’m exhausted.
That overcommits.
That wants to be generous and good and supportive and available and ALL THE THINGS.
And honestly?
She’s doing her best.
She learned to survive by being agreeable.
By overgiving. By anticipating everyone else’s needs before her own.
But she’s tired.
And I’m tired of carrying her story like it’s still the only way to be loved.
So here I am…
Setting boundaries late.
Setting them awkwardly.
Setting them even when my voice shakes and my chest feels weirdly guilty.
And I’m reminding myself - and maybe you - that boundaries aren’t proof that we’re healed.
They’re part of the healing.
A spell we cast to come back to ourselves.
If you want to explore this magic in real time, with messy humans like me?
Come join our rebel circle. Worthy & Rising.
We’ve got a Sagittarius Full Moon reflection coming up on Wednesday.
It’s gonna be soft, honest, and wildly expansive.
You belong there.
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