Oof. You feel it in your chest before you even click the name.
Another member has left. And if you're anything like me, your first reaction is visceral: Disappointed. Sad. Even a bit rejected, if we’re being real.
Then comes the spiralling:
Should I message them?
Would that be too much?
What if they don’t even reply — will I take that even more personally?
But here’s what I actually did
I chose connection over silence.
Curiosity over assumption.
And what I received back stopped me in my tracks.
Three women messaged me back — each with a version of the same, unexpected truth:
✨ “It’s not your group — it’s me.”
✨ “I need this kind of space, but I’m not used to letting myself have it.”
✨ “I don’t do self-care. And being in your group was a loving nudge I wasn’t ready for yet.”
None of them said:
“It wasn’t worth it.”“
The vibe was off.”
You didn’t deliver.”
Instead, they told me:
"I’m not ready to stop running."
"I don’t know how to rest."
"I don’t prioritise me — and that’s confronting."
And honestly, that hit even deeper.
It reminded me that sometimes…People don’t leave because your space isn’t powerful.
They leave because it is.
Because you’re holding up a mirror.
Because your softness challenges their hustle.
Because your message makes them feel seen in ways they’re not used to.
So if you're in this space-building game — inviting people into something slower, truer, more grounded — please don’t take every departure as a failure.
Sometimes, they’re just not ready.
And when they are, your door will still be open.
🫶✨