@gingerbreathe: I built my personality around being the “strong independent woman.” I thought that was the only way I would ever achieve something. So I gave everything I had. I worked harder. Pushed harder. Ignored myself harder. I didn’t let myself slow down. I didn’t let myself go to the beach. I didn’t let myself need anyone. Until I burned out. Until, after more than a decade of trying to survive, achieve, prove myself and keep going no matter what… I completely lost hope. And eventually, I gave everything up because I was simply too exhausted to continue. The scary part is that from the outside, it didn’t look like I was struggling. I loved what I was doing. I truly did. The horses, the work, the purpose, the feeling of helping. But somewhere between taking care of everything and trying to prove myself… I disappeared. At 174cm, I dropped to 50kg. Running on stress, survival mode, cigarettes and alcohol, convincing myself and everyone around me that I was “fine.” Because I kept functioning. Because I kept showing up. Because I kept smiling. And that’s what people often don’t understand: The people struggling the most are often still working, still helping others, still saying “I’m okay.” I know now that you can deeply love what you do and still slowly lose yourself in it. Passion can become self-destruction so quietly that you don’t even notice it happening. And I think a lot more people are struggling silently than we realise. Mothers. Fathers. Men carrying pressure alone. Business owners. Caregivers. The “strong friend.” The people who never want to be a burden. So this is your reminder to check on the people who always say they’re fine. Check on your suddenly skinny friends. Check on the ones suddenly gaining weight. Check on the people who isolate themselves. Especially the ones who never ask for anything. And maybe most importantly: don’t abandon yourself while trying to take care of everyone else. #openthewindow

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