An Empaths Boundaries

Facebook July 2021

I remember this, a desperation for connection. A way to soothe my "broken" self. I honestly thought it was my purpose to hold others pain in addition to mine. A sacrifice of self, a martyr in many ways. I also greatly feared the unknown without that purpose. So, I continued sacrificing myself, leaving nothing left to allow myself joy. Today, after healing, I see the difference. I was never meant to sacrifice but was always meant be of service. When I found my worth, I helped others more readily find theirs. When I laughed in great joy from deep within me so, others found theirs. When I healed long hidden scars, I was able to hold other's hands as they did the same.

It hurts.

It's difficult.

It can take time.

It takes strength you don't think have.

It will challenge you in every way.

You will be different in the end.

Above all, it's worth it.

It's worth waking up with a peaceful heart, not fear.

It's worth feeling joy, not deadened wasteland.

It's worth feeling comfort, not misery.

Its worth feeling confident, not insecurity.

You are worth it.