When ‘Yes’ Became My Prison

When ‘Yes’ Became My Prison

“I said yes to the dinner. Yes to the favor. Yes to the extra shift. Yes when my soul was screaming no. And when I laid in bed that night, my chest heavy, I realized something — I wasn’t saying yes to them. I was saying no to me. Every. Single. Time.”

➡️ Sound familiar? Wait until you read tomorrow’s piece…