The Freckle Conspiracy

By freckles

bare

i can't seem to catch up on my sleep. since sunday at 2:30am, i've been on the phone with dear friends who are in crisis. i've gotten pulled deep into their drama and while i want to support them, i am realizing that the fixer in me is just not up to the task anymore.

maybe it's me healing all those old wounds, finally, but i know in my gut the difference between rescuing and supporting. i can listen. i can love. i can show up for them. but rescue? we all have to rescue ourselves, ultimately.

i've retired my cape.

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