03/31/2026
You don’t wake up one day and decide I don’t know how to make decisions for myself anymore.
It’s it happens slowly, over time….
You become the one who remembers the permission slips.
The one who knows how everyone takes their coffee.
The one who anticipates moods of others.
The one who smooths things over.
The one who holds it all together.
And slowly… without even noticing…
your preferences, your desires, become quieter.
Not because they disappeared.
But because they weren’t given space to stay loud.
So when someone asks you what you want…
you freeze.
Not because you’re incapable.
But because you’ve been in survival mode for a long time.
This isn’t you failing.
This is what happens when a woman becomes the system that supports everyone else.
And systems don’t get asked what they need.
Women do.