I love the work. I am also so tired.
Y’all, I’m about to say something out loud that’s been sitting on my chest. I think a lot of us are feeling it but nobody’s putting words to it.
Being a cycle-breaker is a WHOLE job.
Like an actual job. With a workload. And overtime. And absolutely no PTO.
We are out here re-parenting ourselves while we parent our kids. Reading books our mamas didn’t have access to. Going to therapy and explaining the same trauma five different ways to five different therapists until one of them finally clicks. Saying NO to things our family always said yes to and getting called difficult for it. Having uncomfortable conversations at the dinner table that make everybody mad. Building emotional vocabulary from scratch because we didn’t grow up with one. Pouring into our daughters with intention because we know what it costs not to.
AND running the regular mama tasks. Laundry. Lunches. The 47 daily decisions.
And we’re doing all of this while watching our timeline fill up with women who got mothered well making content like “just love yourself, mama!”
Like sis. What do you think I’m doing? I’m trying here, lol.
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