Hey sis. Somewhere, you learned that a boundary was something you did to people. That saying no meant taking something away from someone who needed you. So you stopped setting them. Because you'd rather run empty than be the reason someone felt let down. But a boundary was never about them. Every time you hold one, you're not closing a door on someone else — you're reaching back for the part of you that got handed over so the room could stay comfortable. That's not selfish, sis. That's you coming home. What's one boundary that's really you reclaiming yourself? This is what your yes to yourself looks like, sis 🌿