Let me tell you something hard-earned:
There was a stretch of my life where I didn't speak up. Not at work, not in relationships, not even with myself. I had convinced myself that staying quiet was wise. That humility meant shrinking.
βWho benefits most from the version of you that's playing small?β
But that wasn't humility.
It was fear, with a halo.
I wasnβt being kind. I was being manageable. Palatable. Predictable. And the more I performed that version of myself, the more the world rewarded it.
Easy to love. Easy to overlook. Easy to control.
The people who benefited from my smallness werenβt the ones who truly loved me. They were the ones who feared what might happen if I fully showed up.
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Try this journal prompt:
What part of you have you shrunk to protect someone else's comfort?
Now ask yourself, was it worth the cost?
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