I know what it's like to lose yourself. To wake up one day and realize you've been living someone else's version of your life— shaped by expectations, responsibilities, and the endless need to keep everyone else okay.
I spent years people-pleasing, shape-shifting, abandoning pieces of myself to fit into roles that were never mine. Mother. Wife. Caregiver. The one who holds it all together.
Somewhere along the way, I forgot who I was before all the labels.
And then came the unraveling.


