The healer who had nothing left for herself
She held space for everyone. No one had held space for her.
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A therapist who'd spent fifteen years inside other people's pain and finally hit the wall.
Before
Couldn't cry in her own sessions. Couldn't feel her own clients anymore. Considered closing the practice. Knew it wasn't burnout in the usual sense.
The turning point
The part of her that became a healer was a child trying to keep a parent alive. That contract finally got renegotiated.
After
Still practicing. With a real off-switch. With her own grief, finally, on her own schedule.
"I'd helped hundreds of people meet themselves. I had never met me."
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