What if exhaustion isn't a sign of weakness, but a lifetime of carrying too much?
The people who rescue everyone else are often the ones most in need of rest.
In this personal reflection, I explore how childhood responsibility, people-pleasing, and becoming the family fixer shaped my life. Looking back, I don't think the little girl who wanted to be "a bum" was lazy. I think she was tired—and I suspect many healers and helpers will recognize themselves in her story.
